I used to laugh
I used to smile
That's in the past
It's been a while
Eyes where once bright
So fierce and full of fight
Now they're empty no light
All replaced by lonely fright
When did it happen
When did I change
I can not remember
I feel so strange
Even to myself
Look in the mirror
Is that really my face
Who's dark eyes stare back
What is this place
My heart would race
If I had one to take pace
Odd how everythings so slow
like some background character
In a show I don't even know
About the Creator
Chris Santiago
I've always found a bit peace and release in putting word to written medium. I'm by no means an accomplished wordsmith but I find enjoyment in it. My love for writing started from world building that being a dungeon master provided.
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