Corroded reflections see through
the visage of my life I'm just a shadow
puppet of existence and this is
my gift to those I love.
*"I'm a vacant lot of amore,
"Loving others is now a hollow chorus.*
*"I've loved each of you like death greets
a dying man, I feel nothing anymore.*
*"Looking beneath me, I'm a collection of
oxidized memories, each if drowning within me.*
*"Children where my anchor, but that ship sank
beneath the waves of my own hurricane of despair.*
My censorship will now collect on others, satisfied that
I have worded this, as it dries my breath fades out.
I was a chorus of lullabies, now I wonder off to the quiet
place where my troubles delicately fade out....
Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 4:24 PM UTC
Corroded reflections see through
the visage of my life I'm just a shadow
puppet of existence and this is
my gift to those I love.
*"I'm a vacant lot of amore,
"Loving others is now a hollow chorus.*
*"I've loved each of you like death greets
a dying man, I feel nothing anymore.*
*"Looking beneath me, I'm a collection of
oxidized memories, each if drowning within me.*
*"Children where my anchor, but that ship sank
beneath the waves of my own hurricane of despair.*
My censorship will now collect on others, satisfied that
I have worded this, as it dries my breath fades out.
I was a chorus of lullabies, now I wonder off to the quiet
place where my troubles delicately fade out....
