3 March 2013
The time is right The time is now The time my life went downhill
A piece of peace A slither of doubt My mind is lost A voice unable to shout
The pain is painless My name is nameless The blame I aim My pain contagious
I've turned new pages Skipped back a few Fast forwarded through chapters Just to remain confused
With each day that passes My confidence dances over the anxiety feeding me
Nothing in this world ever comes free but how can I survive when I have no currency left inside of me
Daniel Hing 03.03.13
I'm Spent • Opuss № I