I am suffering (can you hear the screams, though silent?).
I am suffocating (this air I breathe is toxic without you).
I am dying (I am but death already, in and of itself).
I am left to be yours (can you claim me before its too late?).
I am screaming (they are falling on deaf ears I’m sure).
I am quietly insane (I bet you knew that already).
I am fighting (can you see it, the curse and cursed?).
I am swimming (fish guts surround me).
I am drowning (the blood filled water pulls me down).
I am yours and only yours (please save me before it’s too late).
A contest entry
- Earn your points... by crisstiena.
5000 points, ended December 26, 2008, 33 entries
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