Thursday, January 2, 2014

requiem of angst

wishing i could find it/ longing for a way back/ i can no longer hear it/ and that much is fact/ i know its there in front of me/ i hope there itll always be/ but it seems that the faster i run/ it takes two steps and i one/ is it out the question to think/ that ive ever had this drink/ ive beed sated, ive been full/ but now its gone and i feel so dull/ what was it that warped me so/ was it something physical/ or a rotten seed that ive sowed/ i can no longer grasp it, im losing my hold/ on something im not sure is real to this world/ if i could express myself then maybe i could see/ how the time and the place has eroded me/ i used to be much smarter, so i would blame/ or is it just that my voice has changed-