• Regretfully, though our failure, we have become our fears, the worst of people.

    Their faces changed as did yours.

    I watched as your beauty slowly faded to jealousy.

    Your faint memory continues to escape my mind but

    one frame constantly loops inside my mind...

    as your fingers slip from my grip

    you drown into the sea of people we once knew

    i keep bobbing my head over the water

    in the ocean of indifference

    the unoriginality clings for my throughts

    but i'll win.

    I’m a fighter.