A Lost Soul
Posted October 12th, 2011 at 5:21PM
hearing the rain patter on the ground.
Only wishing i cold feel the sound.
Whispers come, whispers go
of my soul they have seen.
I meirly wait in deaths grasp for thy soul,
to come back to me.
as i lay beneath the ground,
only thoughts, only sound.
Eyes peering, thoughts judgeing, mouths wispering
of a lost soul and a hallow body,
a tiny girl with broken wings, bloody wrists, taunting frustrations.
A lost soul, walking with shadows,
consumed by thoughts;
a dream within a dream.
A lost soul, absent in the depths of her tears.
heart shattered and on the ground,
pain washed away all the mending glue of yesterday.

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