arial

A quick write with a numbing sighs

From going early to not going again

How my life has turned from a lit to display 

A pause that has stayed in every ounce of relay 

A quiet humph that has met its quivering delay 

On my bed I lay with a thought of disgrace 

On the roof l stare with a past that\'s grayed 

How long it has been .oh no .I can\'t say

But as long as I remember ..

I am not the one that remained