future tinge

catefrances

hear me now
i am not where it is i want to be
lean on me
and i will surely break
can you see
there's nothing that can be done
you can try but it'll all be for nought
past regrets and good intentions
i cant come to terms with
no forgiveness for myself
not what i want to do
makes no sense
makes no sense to anyone
not even me
the lines upon my hands
show signs of what ive done
needless rememberence
for guilt and not much else
not getting anything out of this
it all just gets increasingly harder
so much more than i can handle
i can spend all my time alone
and be alright but then i fall
i can't spend time alone
without falling off my branch
there's no time left for me to ponder
time has come, not for ponderence, but for action
the present tense, the past, all becomes my future
and i don't want it
i don't want it
i don't want it at all