Hiding from the past.
Forgotten it at last.
Moments fade fast.
Fast away from me.
Emotionally numb.
Time passes fast to and from.
I exist but do not live.
This curse and gift.
Someday I hope my spirits lift.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
Hiding from the past.
Forgotten it at last.
Moments fade fast.
Fast away from me.
Emotionally numb.
Time passes fast to and from.
I exist but do not live.
This curse and gift.
Someday I hope my spirits lift.
