Sunday, March 15, 2015

Adieu

In dying moments
There is salt and sweat
Bleeding tears
My cheeks are wet
From the cost of it all
The endless years
That pretended to be important
Life should escape regret
But it won't
I was somebody's voodoo doll
Rather than a life
So moving from here
I won't offer my view
It doesn't matter
I bid you adieu