• faceless133 9w

    Lying in my pool of defeat
    Trying to get back on my feet
    Where's the love
    Probably washed off the shore
    Or I'm just
    Crossed off Cupid's chores
    Can't get any words out
    Can feel my lips moving
    But the word seems vague
    My life ain't mundane
    Yet, can't shake off the feeling of being ordinary
    Can't make a single rhyme
    My weakened knee confirms my mundaneness
    Quite the lost passion for life
    Still can't seem to get enough of it
    Maybe I'm just meant to live
    saint of souls