it's so cliche
so stupid falling out of my mouth,
but,
i died after the choice.
the world's edge dulled
light grew dim.
colors merely exist,
not meaning the same thing anymore.
nothing feels good
it doesn't fit.
watching the story doesn't mean understanding the nuisance.
it's gray.
its barren.
it's never ending.
i died that day.
like so many people do.
i linger,
only out of habit now.
this neverending monotony,
is the only thing I have now.
the only thing that reminds me
that anything is wrong at all.
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 9:20 PM UTC
it's so cliche
so stupid falling out of my mouth,
but,
i died after the choice.
the world's edge dulled
light grew dim.
colors merely exist,
not meaning the same thing anymore.
nothing feels good
it doesn't fit.
watching the story doesn't mean understanding the nuisance.
it's gray.
its barren.
it's never ending.
i died that day.
like so many people do.
i linger,
only out of habit now.
this neverending monotony,
is the only thing I have now.
the only thing that reminds me
that anything is wrong at all.
