You could only spit into the street,
After a storm,
And wonder why god looks at you like you're so pitiful.
I was weak to you,
watch me be so weak
I deny myself the greatest rights they ever put before me.
Swallow me whole,
my mind is a pool of chaos that I'm swimming in. Come drown with me,
I don't want to be alone anymore.
Maybe you should reminisce,
Broken memories are like shattered glass,
They can't be pieced back together,
Tell me why,
You can't see that everything is shattered into pieces.
Is it because you're so blind as to see that nothing was ever broken?
Silly silly silly.
Time can't fix something that doesn't want to be changed.
YOU ARE READING
Somnolence - III *Editing*
PoetryLet me tell you, Why I can't sleep at night. From Faded feelings and Empty Thoughts, came a deep somnolence .. where I desired to rest for an eternity. | book is probably completed for now, even though I don't want to let go | Editing slowly
