I may act as a hero,
But I really feel like a zero,
Because of all the people that I let down,
I feel I might as well drown.
Never got the feeling to be suffocated,
But my own fears got me located.
The walls started closing in,
Scarring me with eyes that I have seen.
Nobody is about to save me from my own end,
Nobody about to write me a poem for me to vent,
Just me and my fears tearing me apart,
Not really needing anything I'm here without.
So I let myself sink to the floor,
Not even searching for a door,
Having trouble keeping myself awake,
For my hope's sake.
Maybe when I've sought out my end,
I'll never have to worry about having aching back,
For I would just fail with a teenage body and a restless soul,
Never reaching my once important goal.
~*~
To sem napisala ko smo se v avtu vozili na morje pa sem poslušala malo preveč melanholičnih pesmi na slušalkah dve uri 😅
Žal ki je da tako malo objavljam, sem pa si za prisegla da bom naslednji teden ko pridem domov spet začela bolj pogosto pisat, tako da pričakujte nove dele 😌.
~Z ljubeznijo, Raven
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