fucking life....
Gone breathes,
I´m lyin here on the floor
circles of pain attached to
my body,
In the middle of my sorrow
silience switchs to pain,
Leaving me with my bruised
morphine cuts , healing inside
my lonely mauve
inc linked to my brain.
Its suposto be my life support
but all it does is scratch my heart,
Bruised inner organs
crying in vain,
blood sheding tears of life.
Im stuck into
steady lies of heartache,
It comes naturally
like a forgotten
play,
I act to pretend life is okay.
But happy is in the middle
of now where,
And life shrinks into plain
frustration of pain
by
brokenguiltposted on 03/07/2008
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