Melancholy has come to visit today
and there is not much I can do or say
to make it go away
There's a place to be
A new trek to embark, though slow and weak one steps.
Behold such a place
chosen to replace all remnants of a hollow existence marred by years of regret and mourn.
Today aches like the day before, and the paths come with a way to start
but not a way around that of what the soul is trying to crawl away from
So useless is the individual who cannot obtain a rightfull place
distant from the derelict and parasitic abnormality
presented in full view of a mirror.
