Sinking Restored

shepard led by sheep

flipped covention, to much heat.

speeding thru my mind spinning out of control,

to many tragic thoughts waking up, its you i need to hold.

remember my face and the way my lips taste,

i’ll be gone so dont forget, keep me so i dont go to waste.

trickle of blood from my eyes, tears roll down,

feelings worse than usual, face down, submerged in mud….sufficate.

so much doubt, worry, hate, hurt.

But alot of love which gives us worth.

I miss you more than reality

these words mean nothing to but just what we will become to be…