Within this world I cease to astound the people I love, Deep is the mire I have sunk under the sky above. Time moves over to cover the veil, No longer the person they want to hail. Morose in my wandering so I do tread, To talk to me, others do dread. Alone in my thoughts of discomfort and gloom, Awaiting an insidious internal doom.
Gefällt mir
Kommentar
Teilen
Vaughan Truelove
Kommentar löschen
Diesen Kommentar wirklich löschen ?
Lexander J
Kommentar löschen
Diesen Kommentar wirklich löschen ?