sitting in the darkness...not seeing the light
of day....A cold chill goes up my spine and
into my heart...Freezing the only warmth in my
heart that no fire can light...for i stay alone ...till
the darkness swallows me whole...for i am broken and cannot be fixed...
At the heart of night
watch for the lone boy
waiting in the pale moon's light
eyes forever changing ice,
to cloud,stars upon faded jeans,
upon silver hair,black leather shines,
half wild...still slightly mad.
Bewildered by time, chained to the night
as he stalks... he might hear a sound...
shift into a moonbeam....and be gone...
COMMENTS
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Beastt17
06:46 Apr 16 2009
And yet there are so many of us left in this condition by those whom we trusted, it seems we should be able to help each other.