Floating through life, unattached.
Ever serene and perfect.
Your own secret fairy tale.
No one can break through it.
Abruptly... Alone. Utterly... Alone.
Your haven - Your bliss -
Coveted without warning.
Your destruction; not too devastating.
It could have been worse.
Spiralling... There's no stopping you now;
All hope is gone.
You grope for everything.
Anything. SOMEthing.
Just to remain afloat.
The abyss ahead of you;
Screaming at your futile existence,
It is not where you belong.
It's sucking in the wrong person.
Now, you're a victim;
It can't be long.
Criticize yourself.
For you have only yourself to blame.
Such a straggling continuance
Of such a worthless soul.
Why you? Why now?
Doesn't Misery have anything better to do?
Can't She inject someone else
With Her hateful poison?
Just within seconds,
Even the worst of your haunting demons,
Become the best of your guardian angels. |
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