Come out, come out, where ever you are.....

by laura   Feb 9, 2007


Hands behind your back,
enchained by that glass.
Your lullaby of dismembered words,
step, stumble, splash.
My eyes are open to you,
that stench stinging them.
Crying i still see, hear
the echoing hollow bottles
reflecting the silent slurr's
of glazed eyes, of a
sinking, slow mind.
Hide and seek is over,
please stop playing
start saying
those drowned thoughts.
Don't get caught in before.
Even in the dark
the shadows still walk,
reality is still real.

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