I’ve fallen deep and down spiralling out of controlNo longer can I defend the mind the morals my home my landYour sweet infection has claimed
Tag: depression
Night Train
On this night I hear again an engine’s rumble in the distance.A whistle shatters the silence, calling me to behold.I go out to watch the
The World Cannot Stay Big
The world was so wide, so great, and so realyou could reach right out and touch it. You couldfeel rain, taste sweet, admire the greatness.Perhaps
