Death calls

by Treshawna   Aug 15, 2007


Looking around the dark and cold room
the walls are closing in on me
silence incenses my thoughts
it seems that life is perpetual
my heart is brittle
the shadow of loneliness haunts me
the tears that's falling down my face is frozen
i sit there with me, myself and i
hidden by the darkness inside of me
thats visible on the outside
cold blood runs through my body
hard bones break as i move
lost in a neglected world
abandoned by the ones that loves me
surpass by the dark colors
blue
gray &
black

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