He see's me cover my
face in shame, What have I
done. How could I
do it again. He told
me I shouldn't, yet I
did. I'm falling
from my pedestal.
Down into a canyon. Hate
or Love. What matters
anymore.
I'm on the bottom. The pit
uncaring. Who cares
about me now. Now that
I've done it again.
No one can trust
me, they all look at
me dissapointed. I get
glares of untrue rumors.
But they are all variations
of reality.
It changed
everything, what
have I done.
The walls are caving
in and the roof
is falling down. No
where to escape the
deep abyss. No way to
turn and falling
farther.
No way to
escape it. Everyone
knows. I continue
falling. Scared and
ashamed am I.
It's done, can't
change it now. No
longer on the throne,
now with the beggars.
No love around me.
No where to belong. What
shame I have
committed. What
dissapointment on
his face.
On mine.
Will I
ever
belong
again.
Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 10:44 AM UTC
He see's me cover my
face in shame, What have I
done. How could I
do it again. He told
me I shouldn't, yet I
did. I'm falling
from my pedestal.
Down into a canyon. Hate
or Love. What matters
anymore.
I'm on the bottom. The pit
uncaring. Who cares
about me now. Now that
I've done it again.
No one can trust
me, they all look at
me dissapointed. I get
glares of untrue rumors.
But they are all variations
of reality.
It changed
everything, what
have I done.
The walls are caving
in and the roof
is falling down. No
where to escape the
deep abyss. No way to
turn and falling
farther.
No way to
escape it. Everyone
knows. I continue
falling. Scared and
ashamed am I.
It's done, can't
change it now. No
longer on the throne,
now with the beggars.
No love around me.
No where to belong. What
shame I have
committed. What
dissapointment on
his face.
On mine.
Will I
ever
belong
again.
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