Slipping through my fingers
Falling in the cracks
All my plans and promises
I'm scared I can't get back
Fires licking at my hopes
Unhappy, choking schemes
Stealing away all my sleep
Making nightmares out of dreams
Terrors rising in my chest
Trying to keep at bay
Whispers saying they know best
As they steal my love away
Friendships crumble into ash
Betrayed drips from the smiles
Never knowing who to trust
As the journey gains more miles
Hope has fled away from me
Disasters looming nigh
Thoughts scream out in the night
Please don't let these plans die
This is really good, dark but good. ;D
ReplyDeleteIf I read it a few times it kinda seems relatable.
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The Life of Little Me