Thirty-Two Glances back, One stare forward.

Hugging Knees to Chest,

I didn't mean for it all to fall apart,

'Tis such a sad sight,

Rainy days may fade away,

What about today?

That moment when it begins again,

People ask me why I write.

Stacking my plate high,

The room is spinning,

Capricious,

How can I truly be me in this state?

I can feel it coursing through me,

Billowing waves of cutthroat emotion,

When I look back at the past,

I look around after my choice,

Have you ever felt so powerless?

It's a sad feeling,

The depressive words.

I've reached that point where I don't know.

We put on fake grins,

They always say it's fine

Now it's just too much,

I long forgot the key to walk my path.

It's nothing to me,

I do declare Sir,

Death could be a beautiful thing.

The heat of the sun,

The light was bright,

Screaming, falling, gone.

Dangling, I'm a shadow on dawn.

I smile as I swing.

Here I am.