dusk, there will be no dawn,
Because I am only human nothing is ever real is it?
I’ve been down a road not seen by many but I press on.
I’ve seen animals, they’ve mocked me and its disgusting,
Lost, dazed, and confused,
I found my heart rusting.
I regret to inform all those who wished to worship the ground I grace my soul with,
I am and will forever be the girl, who dresses up just because,
I fear those who walk behind us whispering notions of evil, dressed as happiness, holding a scythe.
Not only scared, but my mind has been invaded,
Sometimes we all get a little thirsty.
But this time it has us all faded.
I don’t remember where I left my thoughts,
They must be dangling from a piece of thread attached to the dress my mother used to wear,
Oh well, they can later be bought.
Who are you?
Must be a story from my past,
Along with this smoke in my lungs…I blew!
I have no clue what I’m talking about,