Broken little boy

Riding your bicycle away

Tears streaming down

Trying to escape your vision.


Broken little boy

Alone and lost in the world

Toxicity oozing from your heart

Dripping down your tongue


Broken little boy

So blinded by the past

You never looked before you

In blindness recreating yourself.


Broken little boy

You should have done better

Sun setting on the horizon

No one is left to the angry old man.


Broken little boy

Upon deaths doorway

Memories, regrets, unspoken apologies flooding

Next life, next chance, remember.

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