Trapped, by DarkEnvy Subscribe to rss feed for DarkEnvy

Trapped inside this thing called life,
I try to escape but ends in strife.
Voices around me echo in my head,
It's all gone wrong, I wish I was dead.
My little black clothes wraped around me tight,
I need someone to love me, to hold me in the night.
I fall over and try to get up but you all laugh,
My heart is split in an unrepairable half.
All i do is cry and cry,
Waiting for you to help them dry.
Left alone and all forgotten,
My existence is held by a thin thread of cotton.
Dangling high, I feel so small,
I will try to catch it if it does fall.
I spend my time waiting for you,
But while waiting, what do i do?
My cries sail across a midnight sky,
No one hears me and I wonder why?
But for now in my lonley cage,
I will try to hold my deadly rage.
I need your hand to lead me through,
The land where I will never feel blue.
..++..DarkEnvy..++..
Posted: 2007-07-03 05:09:03 UTC

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