D.M.Hill
03-28-2014, 10:34 AM
I
I realize now, that I had lost my mind.
It was a death warrant, which I myself had signed.
It was a long road, and with it, routes of discovery
But I think now, that it’s time for a recovery.
II
Now almost year prior, on that desolate day,
I failed to keep my demons at bay.
I did some things, I made my faults
The monsters I held inside, they were making constant assaults.
III
There was once hope, there was once joy,
And when it ended, it seemed to me as if it was nothing more than a ploy.
But time has passed, for you and for me.
And when I think back now, I think haltingly of my plea.
IV
I know it’s over, I know it’s done.
I know I have become nothing but one.
And as the memories fade, as they disappear
The sound of the voice also leaves my ear.
V
And as I sit here, recalling, hurting,
I feel myself adapting, converting.
So I say goodbye to you, I say it for good.
I say sorry for the things done wrong, for the things misunderstood.
VI
I realize now, that I had lost my mind.
It was a death warrant, which I myself had signed.
It was a long road, and with it, routes of discovery
But I think now, that it’s time for a recovery.
I realize now, that I had lost my mind.
It was a death warrant, which I myself had signed.
It was a long road, and with it, routes of discovery
But I think now, that it’s time for a recovery.
II
Now almost year prior, on that desolate day,
I failed to keep my demons at bay.
I did some things, I made my faults
The monsters I held inside, they were making constant assaults.
III
There was once hope, there was once joy,
And when it ended, it seemed to me as if it was nothing more than a ploy.
But time has passed, for you and for me.
And when I think back now, I think haltingly of my plea.
IV
I know it’s over, I know it’s done.
I know I have become nothing but one.
And as the memories fade, as they disappear
The sound of the voice also leaves my ear.
V
And as I sit here, recalling, hurting,
I feel myself adapting, converting.
So I say goodbye to you, I say it for good.
I say sorry for the things done wrong, for the things misunderstood.
VI
I realize now, that I had lost my mind.
It was a death warrant, which I myself had signed.
It was a long road, and with it, routes of discovery
But I think now, that it’s time for a recovery.