Sorry.
My doors are closing up, and there's only a small dent for you to stop it.
The time prevails as the water from rain falls.
There are two sides of every single lonely and confusing story.
I'm under and between sonic waves causing me to go deaf.
Is it good? To not hear anything?
There's a maze with letters, remembrances that don't matter anymore.
knowing that there's only a way for me to go.
I try to step down my natural route,
But these chains are too strong for me to even enter those fields.
Green, swampy, sun embracing fields. Provocative.
I'm forcing myself to go down this path, just living by the moment.
Endless moments, looking for a happy ending.
An ending that was never supposed to be there.
Fears of shadows, fears of light.
Will it ever be ok?
For me to let go?
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