Tuesday, November 5, 2013


Chasing a dream, I fell in a hole
Down so deep, and o so very cold.
Down in this hole there is nothing to see.
All there is are the whispers and screams.
Darkness consumes, no light to be seen
My feet are bare, 3 feet deep, in this water that surrounds me.
7x7 not so lucky.
Concreate walls slippery and slimy,
Look up, look down, no one will find me.
I call and I cry and the blood boils over.
Death is upon me no time for a one eye wonder.
Scratching and screaming with all my might I fight, I fight, I fight !
I wish I may, I wish I might, find that piece of my soul tonight
Not even the whispers feel near. 
I feel dead inside, now what is there to fear?

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