Wednesday, December 29, 2010

shhhhhhh

Fear and pain
hold me restrained
from this world
the hate and hurt

I won't apologize to you
or anybody else
This is me
the one who can not save herself.

Like god,
I am falling from grace
Cannot stop
the wicked hand of fate

I see the death
the world corroding
I smell the dreams
rotting, so it seems

beneath the earth grown cold
grown hard
Blood caked
decorated with bone shards

Fear and pain
hold me restrained
from this world
the hate and hurt

About my health

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