The point is,
The sun rose again...
I try to be blind,
But your image in the mirror haunts me...
Because each person impacts us in some way or...
Whether we like it or not...
I cannot believe you again,
I've forgotten what it means...
I started walking on water years ago.
I slipped, fell...
My words ricochet off the wall that is you. |
The monsters beneath my bed woke up again. Little did they know I gave up sleep long ago. |
Her voice was painfully beautiful, drenched in the tears she never shed. |