I am trapped in the wreckage of my life,
Mangled thoughts ensnare me,
I haemorrhage in depression.
I drove through life not caring of the turns,
But when one is not observant,
Losing focus was always going to happen.
I was entangled in the ruins of what had become
Crippled in reflection of what was,
I was the catalyst of what I had become.
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 6:02 AM UTC
I am trapped in the wreckage of my life,
Mangled thoughts ensnare me,
I haemorrhage in depression.
I drove through life not caring of the turns,
But when one is not observant,
Losing focus was always going to happen.
I was entangled in the ruins of what had become
Crippled in reflection of what was,
I was the catalyst of what I had become.
