Fragments of my life are etched upon my face; I've managed perverse tragedy with false dignity and grace; Time proceeds incessantly, seasoned anguish lurks inside; Exuding the facade of strength though I sincerely want to hide; Floods of tears drench my cheeks, desolation annihilates my heart; Fate reckons with my sanity as my soul breaks apart.
Allowing myself to misplace reality's grip.Dwelling yet again in the past, feeling dismay.Into the bottomless depths of darkness I slip.Why could life not have been a different way? Trying to regain clarity, not where I want to be.Descending to the abyss, luminosity fading fast.Not fearing the dark, but the demons awaiting me. Been here many times, heart stressed, mind aghast. Plummeting downward, chilled through the bone...
