I forgot.
My place - lost,
My mistakes - vast.
The surrender became real,
I became suffocated by the appeal.
Now I struggle,
although I stumble,
I must rid myself of this rubble.
So that I may laugh not weep.
Its time to wake from this stifling sleep.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:06 AM UTC
I forgot.
My place - lost,
My mistakes - vast.
The surrender became real,
I became suffocated by the appeal.
Now I struggle,
although I stumble,
I must rid myself of this rubble.
So that I may laugh not weep.
Its time to wake from this stifling sleep.
