Fayetteville, nc, usa
here I sit, all alone, spirit spent, all things unknown.
Dreams of reality glisten so bright,
but no one knows me nor my plight.
I struggle to see through tear soaked eyes.
With my heart bleeding, not knowing my demise.
Fingers spread, arms stretched out, I wander dumb, def and blind.
I turn and turn and turn about
There is no direction and only doubt
What I want I cannot have.
Waht I hate my body craves.
There's no excape from this tragic gaze.
The blood I had the blood so red has turned cold, dark, and dead.
Where is life, love, joy
Now abondoned forsaken, dispiesed.
Down this path of Hell I'm bound
Going down and loosing ground.
Excape for me is but profound.