Moonlight
Splattered tight
across my body’s distance
I cannot escape
this futile race
or ponderous existance
TIME
moves on
without my grace
and even make me
Question?
O why O why encompass space
of mindless wallowing frustration?
my kind of life
Moonlight
Splattered tight
across my body’s distance
I cannot escape
this futile race
or ponderous existance
TIME
moves on
without my grace
and even make me
Question?
O why O why encompass space
of mindless wallowing frustration?