I am dead inside a cold shell of a beating heart.Deaf to the sounds of life around me,sitting in a dark corner
alone in such a vast world never speaking a word, never hearing a sound.I live in the shadows suroundded
by the darkness that consumes us all.Shrouded in a mist of pity and sorrow.Living in fear of the day i am seen,
moving through the shadows of others unseen and unoticed.Like a ghost codenmed for eternity to walk the earth.
Finding comfort in the razors edge, creating pain to feel alive knowing that no matter how much pain i cause it will
never awaken my withered heart. Searching for a cure to this poison that runs through my veins burning with greater
passsion, with every passing second.Slowly coarsing throughout my soul tearing it out from within me turning it into
a twisted memory. Dying a slow painfull death as i watch the happyness in the world and knowing ill never be able to
feel it,never feel the warmth,the innocents,the love.Never experience any of it until i find what im looking for
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