No Ones Left

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Searching for untold answers Out to find my way My last prayer Erasing my past Sacrificing dreams of love Answering you beckoning call Your nothing to me Thought you lead me home Hating me for believing so Adding to my self pity Talking in my sleep Waiting to be saved Everyone has changed Creeping in the shadows Reading only my face value Yelling in the quite Ominously silent Urging me to move Reeking all that dear Chasing my own ghosts Hiding in the publics view I give my tears to the night Lacking self salvation Death is my way out Reality is drifting now Earth is nothing but a memory Needing. Wishing you to save me So this is how it ends Believing what you said Laughing at my foolishness Of course I knew nothing was forever Opening the door to the world of plastic Dreaming of your death

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February 26, 2005 21:13perf3ct

This is good, I like how it doesn't ryhme, everyone always ryhmes and it gets old. This is just so ... meaningful? lol I can't think of a good word.

March 29, 2006 18:27lost the lonely dead

brings lots of questions to mind but none that i can hold on to long enough to ask, you were obviously feeling depressed, or maybe reflecting on it