• Memento

    The past twenty-four hours,
    have left me with no power,
    my landlord has shut off the lights,

    I've had way too much thinking,
    I feel like I'm sinking,
    Amongst these long and restless nights,

    I can't tell what's wrong,
    My days are so long,
    I can't tell if I'm really awake,

    What I say what I do,
    is it possibly true,
    or have I made a huge mistake?

    Someone tell me the answer,
    Peptic Ulsers and Cancer,
    are eating my stomach away,

    At the thought of the word,
    the truth goes unheard,
    My head rests in my hands in dismay,

    I dont know who I am, or who I've become,
    With the songs that I love, I begin to hum,
    and pray for applicable death,

    I think, how to begin,
    would the angels let me in,
    do I send my prayers to Beth?

    Sour grapes will turn to wine,
    It's all just vinegar in time,
    A good thing always ends,

    But the time and the place,
    the poise and the grace,
    well I guess that all depends.....

    xRinoa-Heartillyx; a melted glacier.

    Copyrighted to me. <3