A Soul to Cry., by lance Subscribe to rss feed for lance

At night i awake in a cold cold sweat
a devilish nightmare i'd just soon forget
the horrors that haunt me too many to tell
i hope i'm not soon doomed to hell

i must be forsaken and left here to die
nobody above me ever cares that i cry
my hands are shaking and my hearts on fire
i feel i'm naked walking a very thin wire

i scream can you hear me echoes i hear in
return i feel like i'm naked and soon will
be burned an outreached hand or a voice
will do someone save me my soul is no use

so i yell out my name but i do not reply
for it's me who's left me to die a cold 
cold sweat i awoke once more

to a world unknown and one i've seen before
bury me please but remember my name
i was the one who went down by his own flame.
Posted: 2012-01-17 04:46:42 UTC

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2012-02-27 13:24:40Unintended
Cuts deep...well written

2012-03-06 21:37:17eleanor maslen
Dont. Forget. Me. xx

2012-11-09 06:34:22Natural_beauty_Ashe
So deep,it actually made me analize while reading it thats pretty awesome :)