Do not look me in the eyes
You are above that.
I take what I can get
But I never take responsibility.
Wash me away
Bound tightly to drift down stream.
A sea of perpetual regret
And decomposition.
Take that lonely idea
To the edge of a remote hill.
Take all of your pain and
Give it to me.
For you are right
And I am willing.
YOU ARE READING
Silverfish
PoetryA compilation of written thoughts, poems, and short stories composed by myself