Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Dead Or Alive

It’s dark out there,

You are scared in here,

Shiver seems to be everywhere.

And your thoughts aren’t clear

 

Your heart needs someone’s presence

to remind you of your essence.

The silence is screaming in you,

It’s so dry, in spite of the due.

 

Everything you ever owned,

Has slipped by your fingers,

The job is done by the diggers,

All the seeds have been plucked once sowed.

 

Someone is howling in the graveyard,

It’s you six feet under.

The last card is laid.

your soul starting to fade.

 

You died of the thirst to feel,

Buried due to the

inability to heal.

lost the last chance to kneel.

 

That’s how I woke up this morn’

My soul was torn.

Was it just a dream?

Or the future’s scream? 

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