wrote it long back just discovered it in my diary
I close my eyes
And I’m in the woods
There are paths that are lit like déjà vu
And there’s one that’s dark
But you know it’s true
You hate at heart;
You still go through.
The lights are few and none are friends
You want to retreat
But none that’s left.
And you walk through with salty thoughts
There’s a cold that creeps;
Yet none to retrieve
You know demise leads the end
You look up to entreat but too late to fight.
On your knees, you bend and pray,
To roll back time and make you gay
On your head you lie and sleep
To dream and wake
And walk just breathe