Songs I once wrote. No more fun I play with fire but I don’t get burnt. I don’t know why I’m still in the game, I don’t believe, so why a prayer. Hollow inside, with no filler to replenish the empty, I withdraw my troops. I will come back with a better semblance. I know that I’m back to the start. I know this means no more fun. I’m sending letters to myself, I’ll read them soon, but not today. My willpower is a minor epic.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 10:08:39 +0000