Solitude traps him.
Cold slowly freezing his heart,
Darkness crushes his dreams,
Misery clouds his sight,
Tied down and stranded,
With no one to help,
His tears disappear into the dust,
Never to be found.
Pain tortures him.
Scars on his heart reflect his past,
Emptiness in his eyes reflect his sorrow,
Cold skin shows his long lost empathy,
The breath he exhales exhibits his soul,
The words on his skin show all the hate,
Hate that builds up and weighs him down,
And buries him alive.
Life mocks him.
His heart is now frozen,
The scars weep blood,
His dreams are now gone,
His eyes dead,
His sight now fades,
His skin now pale,
Crushed by his chains,
He has no more breath,
All people see,
Are the words they write on him,
His tears now blood,
Crushed by hate,
Never to be found.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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omfg that is so pretty smexy, now i would really hate to see what u would come up with if we broke up! but it is beautiful.... <3 it and u!!
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