by Lynne Oct 6, 2009
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Caught between worlds and trapped in the wind,A soul whose forever unkind.I hide in the light and prey on the sweet,For I am merely a figment of mind.But more than your voice, I'm in your headAnd you know that you cannot run.For I'm two steps ahead, you have nowhere to go,The time of your fear has begun. |
by Em
A very unique poem, written well. 5/5, Em |