Crippling anxiety,

My time is running out.

Until it stops,

My heart will beat.

~ A haunting little melody ~

 

So I walk,

And I talk

Until there's violins,

 

And then I'll stop

And I will fall

Back into the sin.

 

So sad,

the experience

Too bad,

The Unfortunate

~ It's time to share it all.... 

 

Hallway white,

Hair dyed brown

Taller is the body.

With skinny features

Painted pale,

Crying is a hobby.

 

Shoes of red

Halo gold,

That is what he'll tell you.

But the shoes are black,

His heart is stone 

He has nothing left to do.

 

And so he'll walk the hallway white,

Until he can escape

From the place

They call home,

Mr. Reality.

 

So sad,

The experience.

Too bad,

The unfortunate.