• The trickles of time
    Slowly fade with much anticipation
    I am my worst critic
    Faced with temptation
    Because happiness is partisan
    In this judgemental world
    The few stable emotions
    Have yet to unfurl

    Wishing upon a wish
    That the stars would fall
    And this oceanic abyss
    Would take over and recall

    In the bliss we once lived
    How chafed we remained
    Imprinted into the snow
    Our outlet retained

    The tears tried to roll
    But this time I stayed strong
    Glued my eyes shut
    New sense of right and wrong

    Not fully there yet
    I'm still looking for ways
    Maybe, just maybe, someday
    I will conquer this phase

    With rare days outlasting
    We all start to glow
    Few days, the passing
    Burrowed in sorrow
    Hanging from the cleft
    I wished to be held again
    Save me from myself
    For that will be the end