Shells of me.

by Black Heart Still Beating   Nov 15, 2009


I felt very lost today.
oh so very alone.
Ever one was around today,
but I was not really there.
They all seen my shell.
Sitting next to that fire.
As I came into wakefulness.
and I slipped off again.
Yet no one noticed.
when I did not respond.
I clam ill,
wishing they will leave.
yet they all stay,
hoping me well.
"get better" they say.
but I just nod.
For I am not really here.
So I slip a little farther.
into an obis.
So I think will let myself,
fall,
just a little
farther,
just a little bit
deeper,
next time.
hopefully I will
stay..
Will I?

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