Counting days that blend into nights
hours of weeping and mad fights
still, I hold the promise that stays
I wish that it was never this way.
Icicles that thaw my mind
that lost its way, now you can't find
keeping me lightyears away from reality so true
sometimes I wish I never grew.
Heavy arms that cradle a pillow
tired eyes that dream of eternal sleep
legs that don't support you, giving up bellow
as the ground, you once stood on, falls apart.
Shattered frames like the hopeful birds
scars and marks that leave you numb
pain that reminds you of a night gone by
anger that stays within to end the plight.
Thank you @diyashinto_free