I am walking around, lost
disappearing into the dark again
Fading into grey,
into the nothingness of my own despair
Your words have hurt me again,
cutting my wounds wide open…
You pull at my chains again
They strangle me
and I choke on my frustration
I try to run away
but I find that I have run right back
to where it all started
and I find no comfort there,
only a cold and painful hatred…
Of everything I have become today
I know you must hate yourself
and maybe that’s why you hate me as well…
The chains are cutting deep into my flesh
until I can’t see anything but the pain…
The tears burn in my eyes,
your words burn my heart into a pile
of ash that the wind carries far away
from these streets that are lifeless…
Memories of dreams I used to dream,
but now lies empty and barren in front of me…
I am walking around, lost
disappearing into the dark again…
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Fade. Or there is another title that is lurking in the back of my mind that I can't think of. I'll let you know if I think of it. I'm sure you'll come up with the right title in time.
It's an amazing poem. It jumped out at me. I'll need to read this again and again before i really have much to say. ;)
I think I originally called it: Walking around, lost... Maybe I should go back to the original?
Mmmm....there has to be a reason why you didn't keep the original name. Wait and you'll find the right title.
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