Face swelled with rejection
Wonder whether the path walked
was worth the stepping
and stomped on me
and stomped on me
and stomped on me
Tiny ants beneath the trees
Gravel pathway, paves way graves
Of grief collected, modern day.
Start to say a word or five,
confusion claims his ugly prize.
behooved are those who stand alone
In spirit and in broken bones
A walking shadow, i reign on
and frown along
and frown along
and frown along
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 8:18 AM UTC
Face swelled with rejection
Wonder whether the path walked
was worth the stepping
and stomped on me
and stomped on me
and stomped on me
Tiny ants beneath the trees
Gravel pathway, paves way graves
Of grief collected, modern day.
Start to say a word or five,
confusion claims his ugly prize.
behooved are those who stand alone
In spirit and in broken bones
A walking shadow, i reign on
and frown along
and frown along
and frown along
