Emotions running deep,
Like stairs entirely too steep;
I climbed.
My legs grew weak.
With shaky limbs,
I progressed.
A tunnel of hate
Dark and unforgiving;
I carried on.
Mountains of memories
Standing tall;
I shuffled onward.
A vast sea of guilt;
I sank.
For I cannot swim.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 6:51 PM UTC
Emotions running deep,
Like stairs entirely too steep;
I climbed.
My legs grew weak.
With shaky limbs,
I progressed.
A tunnel of hate
Dark and unforgiving;
I carried on.
Mountains of memories
Standing tall;
I shuffled onward.
A vast sea of guilt;
I sank.
For I cannot swim.
