Retrospect - Autumn

Aching, tearing fabric

Dragging footsteps through unsympathetic streets

Grinding teeth, brittle bones

The weight of a world not my own flung onto well-worn shoulders

When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?

When was it I seemed to matter to some?

Were my tears tasting sour, losing hope by the hour?

We were never this bent over hours well spent

None the wiser

Fed up being poorly fed

This tasteless nourishment is like salt in my wounds

Only the bitter notion of a sour aftertaste

Still party my lips in sweet sickening addiction

When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?

When was it I seemed to matter to some?

Was there blue in your song

Seeping red from your lips?

Pay no mind, mind no matter

None the wiser

All the same

I must have forgotten to count the days

Mark the pages that tell of my age

Pay no mind, mind no matter

No matter what, it matters not

To none

None the wiser

All the same

In fierce pacing sinews a tension relentlessly rises

One risk too many worth taking.

A beating of senses

I’m senseless, towering restless over my horizon

When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?

When was it I seemed to matter to some?

Were my tears tasting sour, losing hope by the hour?

We were never this bent over hours well spent

None the wiser

When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?

When was it I seemed to matter to some?

Was there blue in your song, seeping red from your lips?

Pay no mind, mind no matter

None the wiser