i have no idea what i'm still doing here.
i shouldn't have said anything.
Just don't look down.
Andrew, immortalized in me.
As empty as the cage may be,
Broken, beaten, and sickly,
Emptier still, he makes it seem,
A frozen grasp and tattered dream.
It all began a happy tale,
Forgotten hope that would not fail.
For after all, a mind so frail,
Should be saved from sleet and hail.
Fastly falling, just like most,
So much love, no time to coast,
Never stopping and then.. Almost-
It was as though I'd felt a Ghost.
I should have learned from my mistakes,
He pulls out just as it all breaks,
Naked silence is all it takes,
A nightmere where I never wake.
My obscured eyes could not have seen,
Came out dirty when gone in clean.
The blood red bathroom floor must Mean,
Worth is measured in vivid screams.
A hollow child in Shit and Piss,
A fist follows a timely kiss,
And- the worst is all to reminiscence,
Another love is lost, and missed.
