Sunday, March 20, 2016

I have lost this battle

I was fine
Until you came
Into this place
Where I am
I thought why
Was I meant to suffer
Subire tormentum tempore
If I never met you
Would I have ever known
What it felt like
To be hurt
From being
No one
Maledicam iudicia
The choices are torment
And I cannot choose
Accept my futile existence
Or fly from here
In my dreams
I offer no resistence
I have nothing 
With which to fight
I accept defete
I am finished
And I am grieved
Je suis fini