My Heart That's urned to Stone..., by suborou
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My heart has turned to stone
a deep, dark,hard shell,
Inside is myself, thinking,
Am I in Hell?
People outside are trying to reach out,
I dont understand,
My wings have been snapped,
How do they expect me to stand?
The real me is still inside,
ignoring every ray of light that comes along trying,
to come along and end my suffering
I dont want to talk to anyone
I dont want to go out...
I dont want nyone to see me...
I always give myself doubt...
My system has been posoned with the venom of sadness...
can anyone save me from this eternal darkness?
People have tried,
But I ignored them,
I'm left alone...
With my heart thats turned to stone...
Is there someone who can save me...?
If your out there...
Who are you
Where are you?
Can someone save me from this negativity...
Who could you be...? |
Posted: 2009-12-22 10:34:00 UTC |
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