Blood stain on the floor

by Undicicive Addiction   Jun 15, 2008


So alone in a room with nothing around me,
darkness fills the room,
chained to a wall, cuts on my wristed,
binded by the chains, my life begines to fade,
with a rotting smell in the room i am in,
with nothing to do.. but wondering why,
not enough water to cry,
so much pain, i feel inside,
i wish i would just die,
to end the suffering of this everyday life,
trapped in a room, with out a light,
rats eating away at my rotting flesh,
numb by hunger and thirst,
suffering from the loneliness around me,
afraid of dieing alone,
scared that no one will find me in time,
the will to live starts to die,
and one last tear roles down my eyes,
and drips to the floor,
where it stains the floor,
blood begines to pour from my nose,
drips to the floor, like a leaky faucet,
finally it stops, silence fills the room,
where i sit is no more,
the man i was, is the bloodstain on the floor!!!!!

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