Somber

I'm starting school today. I don't have any room for distractions. I'm letting go of those things which make my journey harder. I'm pressing forward. I'm finishing this race.


I’m holding the carcass
Of a dead dream.
It’s rotten smell drowns
My soul.

I’m digging a deep hole
And I’m letting go.

The smell of death
Dries my hands,
Darkens my vision;
This must go.

I’m holding the carcass
Of a dead dream,
A broken heart,
Teary eyes.

But in this hole I’ve
Dug
I’m letting go…


SD...etc