I'm told stories of my Glory days
find peace in knowing it's a haze
'cause I don't wanna be the one to
mess everything up again
and I told stories of the haze
it ended lowering my gaze
and I don't wanna be the one to fail
I'm told stories of my better days
back when my only difference
between the real world and myself was emotion
and I'm told stories of my Glory days
fat chance, everything is a haze
they're gaslighting me, it's in motion
and everything I'd ever known
cold facts and trusting in myself
they took it all away
oh, they took me all away
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
