Friday, June 08, 2007


I wrote a poem yesterday. It's kind of crappy and depressing, but here it is anyways.

Put out of ease by the evil left inside
Unable to find the one to confide
The fears and pains that daily tear
Leaving holes that none others share

Stare into the abyss that was a soul
Unable to handle the current role
Instead backing farther into the corner
Lonely like the grave with no mourner

The windows to the soul now blank with fear
Replacing all that attempts to draw near
None can conquer the impenetrable shell
That is the gate out of this hell

This is the burden this is the charge
The criminal responsible is still at large
For stealing the hope of something more
Than the constant skull beating against the floor

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