Watch in shame
At what I've become
Witness from afar
And sneak into my thoughts
The pressure is on
And my anxiety grows thicker everyday
Broken jars can be fixed but my pieces are far too mixed
Shades of grey cascade over a bouquet of color
I just need your help to fix me, lover
Watch in shame
At what I've become
My skin will burn over as you see from afar
And sneak into my thoughts
These thoughts are sharp and harsh
And you can't seem to phase through
So it seems your stuck with me
My thoughts trapped you with nothing left to do.
Watch in shame
At what I've become
Your ghost is in hell living with me for eternity
YOU ARE READING
•existence
Espiritual//a series of life writings// some based on one person, some based on another, some on non existant people
