Their words still bite.. I close my eyes
I try to argue but in the end only sigh...
Look what I'm coming to.
a shadow of hurt as my feelings bleed...
Unfolding the long-forgotten
covers of my vapid existence...
Snow lay upon the rose
One early winter day...
Other people’s problems
come like ghosts in the night...
Mother, what is there to do,
My mind is broken my heart is bruised...
Change occurs when "damaged"
is labelled crossed my chest...
I've got this place-
deep within my soul...
I'm emotionally attached
Then I decided to detach...
My skin is beginning to rip,
my blood begins to drip...
Cliched promises,
unrealistic dreams...
Time runs out,
Feeling like a trout...