Dec 2020
i hear that voice again, begging,
sobbing at the world i chose to see;
choking at my apathy, looking at me, pleading
but all i see are the things that won’t be.
i’m sorry;
together, we’ll go silent,
for all eternity.
sobbing at the world i chose to see;
choking at my apathy, looking at me, pleading
but all i see are the things that won’t be.
i’m sorry;
together, we’ll go silent,
for all eternity.
I suppose I should write something. It is scary. That is my younger self speaking.
