My senses once again fail me
In this wooded place
My eyesight left long ago,
Leaving me to fall on my face
My sense of smell quickly left the building,
Though the flora produced such sweet scents
My hearing went soon after,
Allowing me to sit, and lament
My sense of taste followed suit,
I tried to eat some blackberry's but flavor they lacked
Not long after that,
My sense of feeling came and went,
The rain was feeling oh so soothing
Now I am senseless,
But that's what I get for singly
Coming to this place.
Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 3:40 PM UTC
My senses once again fail me
In this wooded place
My eyesight left long ago,
Leaving me to fall on my face
My sense of smell quickly left the building,
Though the flora produced such sweet scents
My hearing went soon after,
Allowing me to sit, and lament
My sense of taste followed suit,
I tried to eat some blackberry's but flavor they lacked
Not long after that,
My sense of feeling came and went,
The rain was feeling oh so soothing
Now I am senseless,
But that's what I get for singly
Coming to this place.
