• The nights grow darker,
    The days grew longer.

    The kids watch the snow fall.
    Every single one but me.

    It's like im traped in a box.
    no windows no doors.

    The lights flickers,
    I twitch and shiver.

    Childern laughing,
    As I tear.

    I'm stuck in a box,
    No way out.


    I hear people outside,
    But they cant hear my tears.

    As I'm in my "box",
    The air gets thicker.

    All thats left in my box is a mirror.
    All thats in that mirror is death.

    The death is darker than night.
    Death man makes myself scared of me.

    My body thin as a cracker.
    My legs smaller than a birds.

    My arms cut off,
    from fright

    My heart?
    hardly thumping.