Give up the loose remorse grown inside this void,
Crumpled paper no one could avoid,
Never found our favorite toy
Inept with dark noise
Grimly painted with an innocent silhouette,
Past or present, no one ever met,
Grasping truths like a desperate game of fetch,
Lost and found in debt,
Human by interior design,
Building up all of the love we’ve never left behind,
Why do people ask us of the sins I’ve painted blind,
Can’t hold onto what was never mind
Epilogue:
You Know, I was expecting this to sound a bit brighter, but I’ll leave this here and see how it does. Hope you still enjoyed, Thanks For Reading this morning’s post, and have a nice day.
The Nameless Collective 