Fall
Fallen is what I have done
Among me is nothing(just a pit as black as the road in which we run)
Lost is what I am lost in trickery
Lost in this pit of misery
I feel no hope in this abyss
Never have I felt such loneliness
Gray and black and gray and black is the darkness that blend into one
I continue to fall so deep into this pit
Not knowing when I’ll hit the ground and suddenly lose to it
Loss of torment gain of hope
Over and over I walk this tightrope
Vacillating between my pain and what I’m fond of
Evermore I’ll fall in love.
Gorzycki
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