I feel Mortality stalking me.
Gripping pavement with nails chipped to the brink
“What to do” and “what to say”?
Of angels and demons, I've witnessed a few
There is a worried look upon all faces...
It’s hard to speak my mind
Long late nights of losing what was meant for me.
Note: You can hear this song on SoundCloud. The username is Stacie Evans, and I'm wearing sunglasses.
Forget me not, forget me still.