Literature
Dull
Listening
to nothing
but the beat of
my heart;
I've still to
remember
what I've left behind
would I sound
childish
if I said that
life
slipped through
my fingers
and now I've got
nothing?
The only happiness
I've missed
by a mile, or
by a second
if only I could
recapture this...
I still have my pleasures,
but these,
dear,
are few-
turn over
this hourlglass
let me relive
this! (Let me relive...)
Already,
the weight
of my world
on my shoulders
I've yet to relearn
how to smile-
when I look ahead
I see darkness
behind me
a world
i wish I
could come back to...
All the gold pieces
i wish i could have-
runni