There is a light
It goes out
There is a fright
In your eyes
Dull,
Pain, feelings, cries
In your eyes
Swelling,
Red, bloodshot, dying
In your heart
Falling apart
Hurt
Bland, emotions, falling
Out of sight.
NO MORE BRIGHT
I HATE falling.
Failing, trailing away
From the path.
The path that is wrong,
That is right,
That is alright.
I HATE THE POWER that comes
With the insane cranium
Surround sound brain.
Blaming myself
For what is
Done.