sullen and diminished, awaiting the arrival of one's self to return as all around beat viscously upon what now is feeble and dying pacingly inside...
careless in action and thoughtless in words, tearing away and pulling apart at strands now too frayed to salvage, save for to manage and cut ties to what is and look for what will be...
manipulant of what was and not seeing what is and stands before them...
failures preceed all that will become in success...
for even those of strong mind and body can fall to depression...
and so living outward; inward we die...
wilted and burned... |
Submission Name: wilted and burned
