[RomalianType]

Interesting stuff guys, here is something I wrote a while back:


One More Story to Discard

So I’m finally feeling better
And my days are looking brighter
I’ve friends with speech so lively
And a Lady with touch so softly

But as I rid my room of clutter,
I come across a dusty letter.
With one blow of my hot breath,
I reveal it’s bright pink colour.

Why oh why can’t I simply escape?
Greet me Grimly, greet me with care.
My days are nothing but one long nightmare
Since I’ve peeked at my own inscape.

I undo its ancient foldings,
And begin to read its heading,
It says “Hey Mr. Sadistic”
And I return to days simplistic.

It talks about trips to Boston,
Makes mention of sweet romantic sceneries
It references many good times,
but it does not hide the bad times.

I rediscovered secrets and feelings
Regarding pains of a vast separation
And to think, back then, I could function
without our integration!

Why oh why can’t I simply escape?
Greet me Grimly, greet me with care.
My days are nothing but one long nightmare
Since I’ve peeked at my own inscape.

My friends love to party,
They even love to study,
And then there’s that one Manic
That loves to brawl and stir up panic.
As for me, my sport was resting,
Especially on her comfy, warm lap.
But I took those times for granted,
Much like this old and dusty letter!

Why oh why can’t I simply escape?
Greet me Grimly, greet me with care.
My days are nothing but one long nightmare
Since I’ve peeked at my own inscape.

Will I ever escape these nightmares?
Can I erase a lifetime?
Can I walk these roads alone?
Or does this sad and dusty letter
Deserve sadistic company?

Why oh why can't I simply escape?
Greet me Grimly, greet me with care.
My days are nothing but one long nightmare
Since I've peeked at my own inscape.