I fill my days with delusions
Minimising any time I have for myself,
For that is when I lose it
My thoughts are my own bane
They are my own nightmares
Sleepless nights turn into desperation for a way out.
I know the guardian angel to my affairs
And what he would have me do but,
Will I regret it?
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
I fill my days with delusions
Minimising any time I have for myself,
For that is when I lose it
My thoughts are my own bane
They are my own nightmares
Sleepless nights turn into desperation for a way out.
I know the guardian angel to my affairs
And what he would have me do but,
Will I regret it?
Is there an easier way out?