just me

As his heart falls like broken Glass

He thinks to himself is this to end

I lived a life of dark tranquilities

Nevertheless, I feel free in my unsure victories.

A fall from heights unknown to a place few see

The dark consumes this child

The child is I

From time to time, I try to climb

Just to fall again

I find love just to have the fall sweep it away

What a life it is to be

Me

me

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this means a lot to me it feels good getting back to writing again i hope you can enjoy reading this as much as i en joyed writing it

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