Some musings I found in my head today:
Pretty --> petty --> pettiful --> pitiful,
{The slow process of the degrading human soul}
"It's only life" --
Such a senseless phrase,
Because what else is there,
For us to mourn over?
Ok, so think of something,
Something you love more than anything,
Why can't you think of anything?
And there are words,
Words that will haunt me forever,
There are images and memories, too,
I'm so, so scared of shadows.
