Morning, day and night,
hopelessly I wonder,
Knowing nothing better?
Facing other fears?
I saw red and I saw silver.
when has blunt steel been useful?
like a wave of light,
there is nothing
there is silence.
then the guilt draws in, tiptoeing silently,
was it worth it?
what had I done?
there are no riddles no games
that was me
or was it me
Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 5:21 PM UTC
Morning, day and night,
hopelessly I wonder,
Knowing nothing better?
Facing other fears?
I saw red and I saw silver.
when has blunt steel been useful?
like a wave of light,
there is nothing
there is silence.
then the guilt draws in, tiptoeing silently,
was it worth it?
what had I done?
there are no riddles no games
that was me
or was it me
so I have no idea what I'm doing but if you could give me advice I would appreciate it a lot thanks
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