Friday, March 29, 2019

Revert

I think I might be slowly dying,
Or maybe just forgot to breathe...
Just leave me lying where I fall.
Don't dwell on me, feel free to leave.
I think I might be sort of living,
Or maybe I'm just stagnant here,
Don't look at me, I have no purpose,
And soon enough I'll disappear.
I've probably been very greedy,
I've never tried to play along,
Ignore wherever I've succeeded,
There's far too much that I've done wrong.
I realize that you owe me nothing;
The more I learn, the more I hurt;
This pain can never be neglected,
Soothed, forgotten, nor revert...

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