time changed

not that long ago I was a happy soul

the type of soul that walked steady without stumbling in the light

the type of soul that smelled the roses and remember their fragrant with no slight change of mind

the type of soul that smiled in the rain instead of cried

that seems so long ago

that seems like a lifetime ago

times changed

and with time came pain

and with that pain, it brought forth a different me

a me who walks in the night to escape the lights

a me whos soul hides behind a mask with empty eyes so no one can see the true me

a me that has died inside like unearthed weeds

I used to prefer sun walks now I rather sit at crosswalks

sipping sins down with a straw and saying all is alright knowing all is gone...

there used to be a fire in my eyes that glowed through the night

now...

there's nothing but cold embers that try to fight to be alight

and with that

brings forth dark days and lonely nights.

in which I sit and cry in the daylight and sulk throughout the night to where I'm sitting at my own grave

which reads here lies a blessed soul that died in the daylight