On borrowed time,
The noose hangs 'round my neck,
Tightening,
Reminding me that I have nothing left —The minutes tick by so loudly,
Turning into hours
My spirit's so low;
I haven't the willpower —As days slowly blur into the next,
I forget...
Everything in life, except for the pain
And regret —Months go by, turning into years
The curse is not broken,
But my heart surely is.Please be sure to vote, comment, follow, and share!
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In The Gaslight🔥
PoetryCompleted! ✅ A tantalizing, dark, sinful collection of poetical works, quotes, wisdom, and insanity by J.J. Rothschild. In darkness and light And everything in between... In the gaslight. 🥇1st Place Poetry Winner of The Titan Awards 🥇1st Place Po...