I sit here all alone,
hands shaking steadily.
My tears littered below,
as the pain weighs heavily.
In my head doubt pours,
upon my heart mainly fear.
Blood rushes to my fingers,
as sad songs are all I hear.
One after another they appear,
like a grand parade of sorrows.
They march into my broken soul,
I scream with the pain that follows.
Lowering to meet tear stained pillows,
wondering if I shall see another dawn.
Curious to know how long it shall take,
before they notice i'm simply too far gone.
Adding your comment:
but its really well written.. minus your last 'to' which is missing its other 'o'.... poor thing.. must be missing its twin o. . .
