Tired beyond belief
Troubled with unforgiving grief
Dazed
I can’t feel myself breathe
What is coming over me
Euphoria
Rain on the roof
And the ever so constant ringing in my ears
Articulate
Sometimes I think
I'm ready to throw away all those years
Tainted
As my demons thrive inside of my core
I'm not sure whether I can take it anymore
My Horror
by Phillip Michael
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