you -
glass eyes
shatter when closed
empty thoughts
trickle down your face
can you be more sad
with your life writhing away
lonely heart of yours
keeping time with the tick
tick ticking of the clock
jaded is the night
when you can't sleep
shadows follow you
in and out of reality
whispering voices
haunt your ears
the sound of silence
merciless in its tone
you throw up your hands
only to find you cant go
there is no end
just a few tiny pauses
never will you fall to dust
only wallow in the madness
that has become you
© Dawna Sept 2001 |