A heart so tattered
Withered worn
Wasted away in a void wanting to be filled by an illusion.
Wretched days pondering what could have been and wipe the gum off my shoes

Crazy clue sliding down the brain waves causing a suffering at mine own hands. Sleepless nights full of reoccurring essence of all that plagues and desires me.

Falling off the cliff into fully feeling and wearing it on my face. Gaining sympathy from a source gazing observant as I reach towards a piece of comfort locked dead in this moment.