CRUEL YET COLD PLACE

Shattered like a broken mirror,

Thrown on the floor like a tatter t-shirt,

The soul inside her shell has been released,

But still she will never be pleased,

Dazed and confused,

She trys to forget all the lies during her life,

But it seems her mind refused,

She is buried in the dirt,

Forgotten spirit,

And forgotten words,

She wrote on a peice of crumbled paper,

Like a sunlight day gided my way,

Like in the stary nights I lost my sight,

Like the wind blows and the water flows,

Like my spirit is forgotten,

And my many words,

I lie this letter on my grave,

So i will not forget this cruel yet cold,

Place....