Falling.

One of those late night pangs of emotions, as I would always casually describe it to be.

Typically caused by a mental rendition of my life, what some might call nostalgia. Nevertheless, just thought these words are so apt right now.

Falling

Falling,
I’m falling into myself, as life.
Offers these unknown pleasures and hate.

I’m falling, falling into darkness, that make, such sorrow.

I’m waiting, waiting for the one to lift my life.
Never, thought I would be

So then let’s be a crazy one, to lead a crazy life.
Non-stop the life to be, the hectic ones I know.

Then fall no more, elate all day.
Make my heart go away.

Yup. that pretty much sums it all.