The ramblings of a mad man

The water

The murk hiding what lies underneath the happiness that I put on nobody can see the predator that lies in these waters don't wade in the waters I can only hold them back for so long I can already feel them desiring to wriggle out of my arms towards everyone I once protected once that happens I will no longer be here to speak strength listen to weakness for that I am sorry for that but remember, remember the 5th of November. Shouting I stand though against it as it tries to wash over me I will always stand with a gin that most have came from hell for I will live forever if I am remembered by those I protected I Will Never Back Down from my monsters in my head.

Remember me.