I've been down, buried by my guilt I couldn't be found, I fought so hard it was hard to find any solid ground. I thought to myself eventually, one day, I would turn my life back around. But my steps to the world they never made a sound.
All my anguish and reprieve, found it impossible for me to grieve, when the judgments of my past make up some of the heart I wore on my sleeve . I couldn't believe the pain would ever just leave, so I stop trying to make up the life I couldn't achieve.
Along the way I think I forgot about the man, who believed the world was all in his hand, and I don't always understand, what inside of me died so long ago leaving me not knowing where my future or this very day might force me to stand. Easy to remind, impossible to find. Who is this person what's left of my mind.
©justin_ur
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