My past
haunts me, I’ve done some things I can’t forgive myself for
Makes me
sick to my stomach I could use some alka seltzer
Lord forgive
me, rid me of this pain
How can I explain
the sorrow that I’m going through?
No appetite
for food, constantly in a shitty mood
Not suicidal,
but find myself staring at the bible
Don’t even
get to smile anymore as I wait for a revival
Wish I could
revise certain events
Too many
roadblocks prevent such a thing
Playing Russian
roulette to rush the hymns
Every single
time I win, yet remain defeated
Searching in
the darkness for innocence in hope to retrieve it
Turn the page, bend the corner and don’t disregard
Wish I had
the gift to see from afar, but intuition is enough and at least it’s a start
Carry thoughts
of every sort, close my eyes and teleport
Find joy for
a second before I’m interrupt by the ghosts
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