somethings definitly missing
there is a lack of
the floor fits me well
so i think ill stay here
maybe not forever
upon the restitution of me
came this sudden resentment
uncontrollable feelings of distress
unwanted person i have become
searching for what makes me
feel alive so alive
hanging on to whats lost
just to have a sense of security
this notion of forgiving
has wandered away
laying here dead to all
fighting for my life alone
slipping through the cracks on last time
i will not be forsaken
i will not be forgotten
as i lay here selfless in thought
experating all my surrounding
this floor is more fitting for me now
the misunderstood wrongfully accused
circumstances wont pick me up
only the merciful will arise
as i sit here and contemplate
dont feel so intimidated by me.
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