25 September 2012
Covered with dust I weep and sneeze
How could you I'm not alone though
There are many others Here they weep too
Under your bed In your closest
Behind your dresser Left in a forgotten place
I remember the sweet memories And the day I was lost
Your first story And your second
I'm soon forgotten Left in a cabinet
Full of mold and dust The bugs tear at me
My words smear and fade As I cry and grow old
How could you? A whisper in your mind You brush away
I'm lost forever in this spiraling maze A pitch black darkness I can't crawl out of
Forgotten • Opuss № I