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A little depressing, I know. I was in one of my moods, though. I'll post another one soon, but this is the one I turned to in my notebook. Here be it:
The sky is no longer blue to me,
The grass is no longer green.
Everything is black and white;
An empty colorless nightmare.
So I am forced to suffer in silence,
With a premonition of pain.
My own mindless agony,
I flinch away from the world.
Thus I am now,
And thus I have been.
So self-centered,
Always 'I', always 'me'.
And what about you?
What about him?
Well, he broke me,
And you watched.
So now the sky is black,
And the grass is gray.
But I don't seem to see it.
I live in a different world.
Can you see my eyes cloud over?
Can you see them trace paths not there?
This is my world,
And you aren't welcome.
In this secret place of mine,
Broken hearts don't exist.
And it's like he never was here.
It's like he never tore me apart.
 Broken_Soul_Torn_Mind · Sun Aug 17, 2008 @ 11:23pm · 1 Comments |
