all ive ever longed for was it a waste of time or will i get mine abandon me and ill adapt to the loss what a dark and fragile place this is i am stuck in between the lines of understanding what it is to merely exist and to prosper i cant believe im alive amidst the world taking away everything i am all i am all i am all i ve ever longed for was it a waste of time or will i get mine abandon me and i ll adapt to the loss quintessential growth in the palm of your hand winter embrace me and all i am forgotten souls bask in the bitter cold the feeling of being cherished is an unfamiliar one leave me be under the leaves in the wake of spring i ll be descending in my sinking sleep wishful thinkers we are the ones with a seed of hope with no space to grow we are the ones that hold what little we have so close my mind longs to be still once more what a dark and fragile place this is i am stuck in between the lines of understanding what it is to merely exist and to prosper but in my mind i ll be fine but in my mind ill be fine i am forever in debt to the ones who left i would never ask the world a favor it would never happen