Here, here they have taken me.
Walking on the street,
Taking in the sights, the smells.
The world closed in, trapped in their small boxes which they call homes.
The car, speeding towards me,
Asking me questions, taking me in.
It recons I am not sane, I know this not to be true.
Here, here they have taken me.
I know not where I am,
I know not if there are others here.
I am trapped in this room, like all those in the outside world,
Trapped in their boxes.
Here, here they have taken me,
And here I must stay
We all feel pain, we all care deeply about our lives. Expression is key. Coming out of dark times is hard, but fighting for it is key, keep to it, keep your heart in it. That is key, that is the fight from within.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Rose Red
"Rose, rose, rose red
How long 'till I see thee wed"
Echos in my head.
Sittting, withered rose in hand.
Damp, with a single tear.
My hand feels light,
As though it's not completly there.
No more weighed down,
No more ring to wear.
I know, then I know,
He will never come back.
Marked in Red
A white sheet.
In the corner,
Marked in red.
F
World spinning,
Closing in.
F
There,
Marked in red.
In the corner,
Marked in red.
F
World spinning,
Closing in.
F
There,
Marked in red.
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