6th Sense

by eternalrose15   Dec 22, 2004


I woke up after a bad night
Only to find that nothing comes to sight
I listen for any kind of sound
Nothing,it's as if I'm buried underground
I open my mouth to scream
Silence,I pray for this to be a dream
There's a scary feeling in the air
Chills creep down my spine,like someone's there
I can taste my own fear
Terrified & alone,here comes a tear
I've discovered a 6th sense
Thinking,it makes you do things even if it doesn't make sense
I'm looking down on a body & I realize
That body is mine and thinking made me commit suicide

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