A Fall From Grace - Poem
Why do old miseries come back? Eagerly recycling through my veins To hit me stronger than a heart attack? In light of the many years that have past, Emphasizes the agony in this unsought for setback. Cause I’ve been greatly high and divine. How does one split second bring back sorrow that affects me heavier than an entire bottle of wine? When it’s just history that made my soul not feel alive. But I guess it debuts every now and again I take a glimpse back at my life. Remembering a love that allured my heart to run straight to forever. When instead, I should’ve just called the damn coroner. To come bag me up before I got run over. Or to stop me from the actual forever that never endeavored. Cause now I feel like shit whenever I remember. Those god damn ghosts that fancy haunting me whenever. I just wish that they would forget me altogether. For the mere sake that I revived myself from those fatalish wounds. I didn’t put a bandaid over an arterial laceration. Or bury my broken hear...