Dark Poetry #4 |
A Path Wasted On Me |
Spine Grinder Senior Member
since 2000-10-28
Posts 1127Standing In Silence... |
Slipping, Sliding through the fog, My path is never easy. I have no directions, no idea where to go. All there is - is the fog. Day by day, the going gets harder. Especially with no wish to continue. TO CONTINUE! Wasted breath in wasted lungs, You drown me in your false sympathy. Just leave me alone... To wallow in my depth of darkness... My one and only solitude... For this fog holds none. "My soul is adrift in oceans of madness |
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cherrys_rule Member
since 2006-03-18
Posts 442 |
Man I can relate to this. I love your work. I hope to see more from you in the future. Thanks for sharing with us. Courtney |
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