The past flies by imprinting
stagnant memories of future thoughts,
whispered hopes have vanished
into my realities clutches.
I am frozen in place
as metal arms wrap their arms around me,
holding me in place.
Binding me here away from you.
My guilt leaves nothing behind.
Its diseased claws have caught me
ravaging the playground inside my soul
till I am nothing again.
You forgot how you kept me sane,
until I was my own person.
My life support fell to my own disease,
reality will always win.
Author notes
So, I dont know why this was written, it was probably a 10 minute poem, (which explains why its so horrid). Thought i'd write a poem since I havent posted one in ages!
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