Woorden: As I Lay Dying. Shadows Are Security. Reflection.

I laid the night before me
unraveled the tangles of my heart
all i felt was stale hallow air
these streams of uncertainty
they are collapsing upon my mind
torrents fill my veins until i burst
with mistaken guilt and shame
my battered bones
try to keep fighting
against the endless ocean of self defeat
as time goes on
some months are yet to pass
puddles of ink
surround this tired chair
all of my own sorrow has been spilled
into my reflection