Sitting on my own rocking back and forth
Wathching lightning play 'cross a feild of black
flys buzzing all around
thankfull the dead make no sound
the midnight sky has ways to hide
the monsters in us all
Killing by numbers to keep alive
Institutionalized for that feeling
Loseing my soul
Loseing my mind
Instead of dreams i have fears
Notice the walls closeing in
Getting relife from the pain of my last breath
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xcrimsonlustx
11:48 Jan 17 2010
This piece creates an awesome visual. Thanx for sharing!