Idly I stray on this road of calamity,
every step I take succumbs to gravity.
Scattered residuals of my broken wings
fuel my woe as they proceed to sting.
Wistfully I hark back on my yesterdays,
a myriad of tear drops blear my gaze.
In my distress I blurt out a frantic cry,
but a fog of seclusion dampens it to a sigh.
Is someone out there poised to be my friend,
and bother about the wounds that need to be mend?
Or am I deemed nothing more than a lost cause,
since I'm converging to surrender against my flaws?
So much haunting falsehood and shuffle I have met,
that corking up my feelings strikes me as more apt.
My lonesome walk down this weary road will perpetuate...
A story of a broken-hearted girl coming upon sinister fate.
**Please excuse any language mistakes as I'm not a native speaker of english**
