How am I if ever to come to grips
With this world I wished to be dismissed
Like grey sky’s that fill the autumn days
So does the emptiness resound within this hollowed space
Never at all if ever does it turn around
With the inevitable change it brings
Trapped beneath the current
as you begin to drown
The hardest part is not the wading
rather watching others in calm ahead
Laughing at ease
While slowly your suffocating
What shame this has all become
As you ruminate on past mistakes
Validating your sorrow
Justifying your distaste
As you sink ever farther
The blackness surrounds
No more to fight against the current
As slip farther down