I take a walk among the trees
I drop down upon my knees
I pray for a change
Everything remains the same
Different person, different name
Always the same old pain
Starts out with an ethereal Sun
Then the dark clouds come
It always starts to rain
My light has melted into dark
Overshadowed by a broken heart
Happiness I can no longer feign
The fog thick starts its roll in
I am lost in my mind again
Tethered to my fascistic brain
- Author: The Depressed 1 ( Offline)
- Published: July 11th, 2022 00:39
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 14
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