You know I'm such a fool for you in And here we go.

  • Jan. 17, 2023, 5:18 a.m.
  • |
  • Public

You have what you have, when you have it.

Even my heroes have died and I keep living on.

The salty-bitter taste of blood in my mouth, and it won’t stop raining.
It rains all the time, nonstop, no matter what.
I’ve forgotten what the sun is like, this marsh or swamp that’s my life is all I know
Mud.
Muddy.
Inside and out.
There’s no escape from this filth.
It gets on every surface, it tarnishes everything, it ruins everything beautiful.
All I can do is surrender to this filth.
And keep blaming only myself for all my shortcomings.
There’s no one else to blame

You were the only voice in this decrepit, run down world of mine.
And you were taken away. It’s been 5 years.
I am bitterly angry and resentful. Where do I take this pain of mine?

You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?


This entry only accepts private comments.

Loading comments...

You must be logged in to comment. Please sign in or join Prosebox to leave a comment.