The room went quite quiet for what seemed like 3 hours.
3 minutes had never seemed so long.
It was harsh, unromantic and plain coward,
The walk down the steps had never seemed so wrong.
It was eyes strained and fixated on me, it was loud music
a big door but a small key.
It was questions the next morning and answers by night.
It was disgust and distrust
It was my fears on the cusp
It was 'forget, forget forget', but remember denied just that.
It was mistakes I want to take back.
It was me that did just that.
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 6:55 AM UTC
The room went quite quiet for what seemed like 3 hours.
3 minutes had never seemed so long.
It was harsh, unromantic and plain coward,
The walk down the steps had never seemed so wrong.
It was eyes strained and fixated on me, it was loud music
a big door but a small key.
It was questions the next morning and answers by night.
It was disgust and distrust
It was my fears on the cusp
It was 'forget, forget forget', but remember denied just that.
It was mistakes I want to take back.
It was me that did just that.
