[I made me another cheezy poem. Look away as soon as your eyes start bleeding]
I have found my home Inside of loneliness Outside of life...
My arms have grown cold Embracing softly myself There is no fear of losing more...
My heart beats no more Resting in dark's sweet sleep Soft, hollow, cracked, charred...
My eyes lay still No longer searching for escape Bitter tears sing out, they see only remains of me...
In this hole, I make my home Deep within the pain of knowing The hardness of this beaten earth is all that comforts me...
Y u v a w
edaaz · Fri May 26, 2006 @ 02:31pm · 0 Comments |