I try to leave behind the recess
of the darkness left within
and even though I'll never win
losing was never an option
Trying to run from the fear, so foolish
So I deny myself the burden
Keeping track of the moments you stole
Waiting here to see you slip
And when the day comes
the release is all I need
And before you know it
your hate will slowly breed
Time keeps ticking on
But you'll know
When I want the memories back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem