RareForm
Bluelight Crew
I explore around this dank cramped place,
Towering metal walls cave in above,
My own profound reflection in the rings of crafted metal,
Of what I once was.
A smile rests comfortably on my face,
My past happiness, bothering me now,
The ability of a skill long gone, worn away,
Optimism my deceitful companion.
Fidgeting in my conformed prison cell,
I observe you externally, quietly mourning,
For my ashes sit within this smooth urn,
Silently, solitarily watching.
Towering metal walls cave in above,
My own profound reflection in the rings of crafted metal,
Of what I once was.
A smile rests comfortably on my face,
My past happiness, bothering me now,
The ability of a skill long gone, worn away,
Optimism my deceitful companion.
Fidgeting in my conformed prison cell,
I observe you externally, quietly mourning,
For my ashes sit within this smooth urn,
Silently, solitarily watching.
