Poems/Regression

Regression

I'm back at square one

No more reason, no more conflict.

No use, fighting what's inside.

Useless effort, what's it matter?

All of my progress, will fade in time.

Just a little lonely, returns to a lot of isolation.

Silently begging, for mercy will do nothing.

All peace, all happiness, crumble up and blow away.

You try desperately to reassemble me.

Never again, in quiet despair, I give in.

Once again locked, in solitude, guarded by insanity.

Lone Wolf1990 07:04, February 13, 2010 (UTC)