Pay me no more mind
while my strings begin to unwind.
This decline feels more like a steep slope.
I watch all hope fall away
as this shell of a man begins to decay.
I sleep away the days in hope a ray of change will show it's face.
I feel displaced as I replace the pieces I've misplaced.
I cannot escape nor erase the memories that seem to trace across the empty space,
plaguing me with so much hate.
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Author:
Oddity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 20th, 2016 12:48
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Great write
Sometimes you just can't shake that sinking feeling. Well done. Hugs.
This was good.
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