Mirrors and smoke
Faded and broke
Blurred I see
I'm not what I m supposed to be
Just another chance
To discover chapters and glance
Impeded by profound doubts
My brain shouts
Am I right?
To still stay fight
The night devoured by dawn
I see myself gone
Searching for things I've lost
Stumbling I go and tossed
I see everything blue
But I ain't getting any clue
Remorse and regrets fill
I feel myself getting ill
But I am not wrong
To sit, cry about things gone.
Premonitions I get
Having no cognition
Plunged into thoughts again
I definitely don't feel sane
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