Blank stares into the wall,
Numbness, a stone facade,
Emotionless by force,
A terrified source,
Contemplating decsion,
Wishing intervention,
But those thoughts don't stray far,
Regret's always in mind.
Next day, same lifeless stare,
Wondering when this ends,
Long days with out a noise,
Knowing this was her choice,
A need for confession--
The lasting obsssession
Haunts her by day and night;
But still she carries on.
New year, and she's still scared,
Terrified of purpose,
Tormented with deadly remorse,
No sentiment is worse.
Than this reminiscing,
All the things she's thinking,
Doesn't know what she wants,
Lost passion and desire.
View her lost and sad state,
But do not come so close.
Notes of the life she took,
Dreaming to have one look,
How it would have turned out,
One way might have worked out,
But there's no way to know,
No way to compensate.
6.4.06
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2 comments:
did you write this?
yes, dumbass. :)
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