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What's in Life, Dude?

I Am Going To Die

There's a cold dark corner in the back of my room, it speaks to me and says I'm coming for you. As I lie on my bed in the fetal position, my eyes are closed hoping and wishing. Maybe that one day my dreams will come true, that I don't have to be here so down and blue. The corner keeps talking about how I'm going to die, all I can do is lie there and cry. As the corner gets closer and takes me in, my soul starts to burn as so does my skin. My bones shall lie there turning to dust, my bed surrounding nothing but rust.

Just Silence

Enveloping the room, Leaving everybody isolated. Nothing to do, nothing to say, Just silence. Leaving an uncomfortable feeling, With even those you are closest to. So close to talking, Yet so far. Just silence. Cold, dark, and alone, Your feelings bottled up. Your thoughts screaming to get out, Wrapped up in your own world. Inconsolable and suffering, Just silence.

I'm Full of Death

Time stops And stands still, Each day  Seems like a year. I'm lost  And can't be found. In this darkness I lay dying, Cold, Empty, And alone. It holds me down And won't let go. There is no escaping, it consumes me, until there's nothing left. I may look fine, But on the inside I'm full of Death .

My Soul Is Dying

The darkness surrounds me It's getting so cold I'm all alone With no one to hold My world is so empty All what's left is pain No sunshine to light my way Just never ending rain I drown in tears My heart is crying No one seems to notice My soul is dying