UNTITLED
ash stained mentality
worst days got the best of these thoughts
branded internally
breath in the smoke
i brought this shrapnel here
dead reflection / shard of glass
though coated-dark
i saw something look back
failure fell from above
look down / own up
cold at the touch
i did this to us
failure fell from above / not enough
scared to death
this feeling coincides
with the length
of my life
laid to rest / form of closure
put to bed / for this to be over
This poem is about:
Me