Saturday, August 23, 2003

Life


The brain has snapped
The fires within burn
All innocence has been swept free
The blood boils
And the heart once more cries out
But as always, nobody can hear
Anger, Fear and Frustration have won
This once bright candle
Is now a hot melted wax
Almost like lava it pours over the soul
Devouring every inch
Leaving nothing to spare
The scars and boils will be permanent
But there is still time
Turn back before it is too late
Grasp on to the good and pull free of this

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