Friday, November 13, 2009


Trying to hold my breath 
My life consumed with...
Blood seeps from my palms
Stained red from all the harm
Walls closing in around me
Panic strikes I can’t get free
Hush; hush quiet time always the same
Please offer up someone to blame
Clawing my way out of this coffin
All of this still unspoken
Floats away hide in the midnight clouds
Far away from all these doubts
Long walks in the dark
Underneath a question mark

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