I fall to the ground.
I’m falling down.
My tears soak the earth;
My agony, like a fire in a hearth.
I scream to let it out.
But I still doubt,
That it will leave me.
Oh, I want to be free!
I know it’ll never be back;
Never seal the crack.
I’m bound by the temporary,
Shattered by a memory.
Guilt, eating me away
If only I had given it way.
It would have been different.
If I wasn’t indifferent.
Now I lie on cold ice.
Trying to forget my vice.
For it is so heavy to carry.
I’m weary.