In the fear of forgetting,
My once beloved memories that vanished.
I've foreseen my mistakes as a knife cutting into soft skin.
The things I've done for people don't seem much appreciated.
I know the look in their eyes.
There's pure hatred and disgust within them.
Making me quiver in shame and weakness as they take control.
Of my once innocent life that I had held dearly onto.
And now look where I am,
Deep within the darkness of the abyss that no longer shows.
Any signs indicating life, this lonely place is now my broken home.
The home I used to have is now longer gone taken by evil spirits.
And here are my last moments saying goodbye.
Thank you father and mother.
- 10/28/19. | words written- 130
