Caught between the frost
And the mire of mediocrity
We're just passengers on failure's final ferry
We're courageous, yet hamstrung
By demons and daydreams
I've learned the cold makes these thin bones ache
And all this foreboding has drained
The little strength that I've managed
To collect from season to broken season
I tucked the past in an overcoat
Before I stepped out on the porch
Hobbling despite the crutches that I carry
Am I a witness to winter?
Or a simpleton of madness?
I loved you more than every "God **** muttered under icy breath
But I'm still struggling
Fighting against the weight of it
Simply...caught
Caught between the frost
And the mire of mediocrity
Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 3:24 PM UTC
Caught between the frost
And the mire of mediocrity
We're just passengers on failure's final ferry
We're courageous, yet hamstrung
By demons and daydreams
I've learned the cold makes these thin bones ache
And all this foreboding has drained
The little strength that I've managed
To collect from season to broken season
I tucked the past in an overcoat
Before I stepped out on the porch
Hobbling despite the crutches that I carry
Am I a witness to winter?
Or a simpleton of madness?
I loved you more than every "God **** muttered under icy breath
But I'm still struggling
Fighting against the weight of it
Simply...caught
Caught between the frost
And the mire of mediocrity
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