LostA Poem by A.Torn away from the storm, Lost in a neverending sun, My hands begin to shake, my veins start to burst, I can feel it coming, The spirits of past, the skeletons from the closet, Suffocating me, can't breathe, The sun invading eyes through dark lenses, Invading my brain, Tears drying on my cheek, And I'm lost, never to be found, Never to be found again. Torn away, torn away, Ripped apart.
© 2009 A. |
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