Within the inky blackness that shares my heart,my last shreds of sanity are being slowly being pulled apart im here but im not real,Only pain and suffering i can feel.Full of sadness, lost and utterly alone,Is this because of some sin i must now atone Deaths long arm is something i will never fear,my soul is screaming, can you hear?Although my heart walks along with the dead,Visions of another place fill my head.Take my hand and you will see,This guy I speak of is truly me.Here I sit, here I be, Waves of sadness pouring down on me.The heart of a child, many times stabbed,The joys of life from me have been grabbed.Chasing rainbows with empty pots of gold,I so wish they were here for me to hug and hold.Alone without them I must walk
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