At the minute

by Mild insomnia   Aug 26, 2004


Punching walls, pummling the bed, staring at the ceiling,
Crying all alone, shouting to myself, searching for a meaning.
Screaming, bleeding, loosing all feeling,
Smashing mirrors, kicking the door on which I'm leaning.

Cold, hated, sickened, distressed, misread,
Tired, cornered, confused, mslead,
Trapped, forgotton, abused, unsaid,
Sorry, guilty, conflicted, and dead.

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  • 20 years ago

    by nikki

    thats a brilliant peice emma, i loved it, had so much meaning innit!! nikki xXx