call me selfish
i'll be too dead to care.
i burned for everyone i could,
i tried to be the
l i g h t
of their life.
eventually i started to
f l i c k e r,
my wick disintegrated
and i burnt out.
my
f a i t h
saved me time and time again.
my
g o d
is perfect and kind and loving and forgiving.
my god knows i tried, i
f o u g h t.
but somehow after everything, my brain has gone.
where did it go?
i wish i knew.
so now i must go find it.
now i must
g o.
Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 11:12 PM UTC
call me selfish
i'll be too dead to care.
i burned for everyone i could,
i tried to be the
l i g h t
of their life.
eventually i started to
f l i c k e r,
my wick disintegrated
and i burnt out.
my
f a i t h
saved me time and time again.
my
g o d
is perfect and kind and loving and forgiving.
my god knows i tried, i
f o u g h t.
but somehow after everything, my brain has gone.
where did it go?
i wish i knew.
so now i must go find it.
now i must
g o.
written by d.f.
trying to beat the sadness/nothingness of my brain.
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