Help If You Can
I would ask you to help me up....but it's no use
Lament for lost promise
Lament for present self
Lament for those who try to help
These mirrors only tear me apart
Cut into my skin,pour poison into my heart
The pacts have been broken
The angst has transformed
Apathy is steady...I've slipped way too far
The gray is everywhere-as bland as it was before
Home has been lost in heart...I am seeker for the storm
Clear past expectation,potential is a word
May, the days be kinder to you all....
May you soar
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