Memories as deep as the ocean.
All the years I have waltzed through my existence,
Are now silhouettes of the once-was.
My only amenity.
Visions of the past that'll echo in my mind that,
I was once alive,
Once I frolicked in the realm of vitality
Now I’m a hollow vessel,
Just living to survive.
Can I rewind the hands of time and live again?
I’m like a parched plant,
spitting feathers for what’s long gone.
