Description: uh, i submitted it to the newpaper, heh.
left behind -------------------------------------------
there’s that slip of time in your life
when you believe
but nothing occurs
spontaneously you seek a treasure to hoard
but it’s too deep to uncover
the dust clogs your lungs
and you can’t breathe
suffocating on your vile self-revulsion
the crimson streams cloud your vision
the loathing may only last a second
but the throbbing still remains
from a decision you knew
could change your life forever
and it passed you by
you’re a hitchhiker in life
but you’re invisible on the road
a reverie
looking back only revives animosity
pretending what the future will hold
drives you to insanity
pictures play before your eyes
teasing you with its ghastly entrails
conformity is intangible
uniformity is unseizable
only gaze upon the possibilities
never touch the destiny
that could have been yours