Repetition.A Chapter by Thayle L.Wrote this for a contest.
My world is dark, empty, gray
The same thing happens every day The cycle repeats once more And again I fall dead to the floor. Dead in the mind, but not in the soul I wait for the light in the endless dull. The hell is over, right? Because I died in the night. Sobbing in sorrow, crying inside Maybe I shouldn't have committed suicide Because now my world is dark, empty, gray. The same thing happens every day. © 2015 Thayle L.Reviews
|
StatsAuthorThayle L.Cupertino, CAAboutI like murder, insanity, and long walks on the beach. No worries, I don't bite. more..Writing
Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
|