Caught by your eyes, when I fell for you, Struggling in painful, I didn’t know what to do. The sunlight faded leaving me burned. Sweet hallucinations, Force feeding me candies.
Trapped amongst the void, I don’t wanna call this home. Submerged into media and fakery, of the make-believe lives.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Several years have gone by. Just like me you panic out of your mind, So impatient, so ill-mannered.
I stared at the fabric, covered in gifts of grief, Every breath is a struggle I make.
An edited up version of a really old poem I found in my files and decided to post.