Carridale My Oubliette
It’s been a year and all these stories have been weighing
on me. It’s been hard to see the light. The tunnel wasn’t
closing I just reached the point of no return. I can’t
get caught up in these steel traps anymore. But it’s not
so bad, on the outside looking in. I’ll just take a few
steps back. I think I can make the best of all this God
forsaken place. These so called friends have got me
looking back again, reminding me of who I am. I couldn’t
shake the feeling that everyone had turned against me.
But I just didn’t see it right. A broken boy see’s broken
things when all he does is sweat the changes. I can’t get
caught up in this city anymore. But it’s not so bad
losing everything you have. I’ll just take a few steps
back. Resent me. Kick me while I’m down. Break my legs
just to keep me around, because I think that I can make
the best off all this God forsaken place. Bloodied up,
you’d think I’d had enough, but now I see a slightly
different side. When the world’s on fire and I’m drowning
in chaos. I feel alive.
