Once there was my joy,
Unmoved by the darkness that surrounded it.
For every time you smiled
I would find heaven on thy face,
So despite my own sorrows,
seeing you kept me going.
As the road stretched it became harder to breathe,
harder to move without falling to my knees.
Bottled is my sin and no word from me can forever keep it sealed.
I will move to the side, leave my path,
tear down my joy and leave the
infinite possibilities of what could have happened,
to my grave.
So heed me now,
if ever one sees themselves circle back to how they were found,
Thats when something has to go,
Be it love, be it sanity, or morality.