• scarlett_garnet 5w

    Lost sight

    Not giving a hoot
    For the price in exchange of now
    We sacrifice our own mortal soul
    Giving all in place of time
    Bargaining what we can

    Attempting to procure
    What we set for dine
    As opposed to being
    When we wanted to stroll

    So many losses cut
    Strings wound tightly around
    To the point our view had been shut

    As if it wasn't insult enough
    Vanity embodied ambition
    Mascaraded -a total distraction