It was a desperate moment
When I saw myself
Crawling back to where
I began.
It was a desperate moment
When I thought
Of the good days
And mundane life
It was a desperate moment
When I went out to see
Those beautiful smiles
Carved in your face
With a side dish of rosy cheeks
It was a desperate moment
When I appreciated
The wonder of the city
And the beauty of city lights
It was a desperate moment
When I found myself
Fighting the demons
Inside my head
And searching for a way
Out of this darkness
That eats anything,
May it be light or sound.
I was muffled.
It was this desperate moment
When I wanted to back down
And regret what I did
But the instances
Forebode me of doing so...
I was too late...
It was too late..
To have regrets—