Wake up,
Hold hands with my pain,
See the everlasting storm,
And the young girl who's been slain,
Where are the stars now?
Running through the dark,
Each turn of the world,
Leaving a deeper mark,
Open your eyes,
I'm here, yes it's me,
I'm stumbling and fighting,
Against eternity,
Just glance at my eyes,
Take time to count the pills,
Watch as crimson tears,
Fall from rain spattered sills,
Here comes the thunder now,
Here comes the rain,
None of this is me,
There's nothing i'll gain,
When all this is over,
When all is said and done,
Will I be able to backtrack,
And find my dying sun,
I'm reaching out my hands,
So hold them tight,
Wrap me in your embrace,
And shut out the night.
Author notes
Written October 22nd, 2006
A contest entry
- Dark, Angst, Cutting,Morbid, Suicide, Depression by -Tears Of Pain-.
1000 points, ended November 13, 2006, 37 entries
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This was great! Reminded me of my poems....and that's what I was looking for...so you did really good in that area! Congrats on that I must say....Great job once again and I loved your word choice...Good luck in the contest!
~^&Sara&^~
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