by Lauren Beam Aug 15, 2005
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I lay here thinking, what if i were to die? i try and sleep but nothing happens, i just stair off into space, and sometimes i hear voices, but i don't understand what they are saying to me. they are far away and i can tell they want something but i can never firgure out what they are trying to tell me. maybe i am going crazy, or maybe, the devil is calling for me, should i go, or should i stay? well soon enough we will find out, one of these days!!! |