Time passes negative

Sounds of Echos
Dull my eyes
Trust not your senses
Or feel your own demise
Fall gracefully
Live cold
Blend




I stripped my soul bear
Leaving myself vulnerable
Terrified
Just kept coming
Like a torrent falls
Leaving bones
Branches
It's wake brings ruin
Tired
Rung
The fear
The shame
Deep roots
So apparent
So transparent
So pathetic
Wishing I were gone again
Alone in my mind
Lost in fiction
Stable in the world
With space between
Myself and Them