Were you really here?
Or were you there?
Carried away on a destitute piece of imagination, hardly won but fiercely kept?
Perhaps like a leaf, freely roaming around the pits, the cellars, and the well where you were kept like an…
An inner urge.
Not the things you didn’t do. But what did you do?
How did you spend your life?
Both a child and a grown darkness.
When you try your best but you don’t succeedWhen you get what you want but not what you needWhen you feel so tired but you can’t sleepStuck in reverse
When the tears come streaming down your faceWhen you lose something you can’t replaceWhen you love someone but it goes…