Silence
settling over the echoes of emptiness
of nothingness upon dust
Nary an iota
of what it never meant
Only faded rust
There was probably some hope
but now that's gone.
There was probably life on that planet
but now:
doomed to crawl towards the ever fading stars
Wasn't this miserable
Wasn't this weird
Wasn't this
Was more pleasant
Was more ferocious
Was more
But it's not anyone's responsibility
guide me in the right direction
It's nobody's cross to bear but my own
Yeah.
I'm on my own.
A skeleton howls at the stars.
twinkling ashes of yesterday cover self-made scars.
Night washes away a poorly self-constructed angst
The weakest shield from
"she abandoned me."
Was she ever here to begin with?
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