Sedated...

by Carrie   Oct 6, 2004


A desperate plea for sanity,
A life void of vanity,

Chaos consuming my soul,
Dragging me down as a whole,

Quietly combing my mind,
And trying to find the time,

to escape what I have created,
emotions that have been sedated.

Fury boils within,
A heart burdened by sin.

Confusion as to my place,
set by an unsteady pace,

Feeling like I am dying,
always and constantly trying,

To escape from what I created,
Emotions that have been sedated.

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