eternity

TheWritingInstrument

Here I am all alone.

I'm not free, I'm not home.

I'm in a box with nothing to see.

Feeling this emptiness all inside me.

My past is eating me alive.

I have no confidence, no pride.

It's shallow in here.

There's nothing but fear.

Darkness all around.

Not even a sound.

Blood bleeding eternally.

And I know it will go on for eternity.

  • Author: TheWritingInstrument (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2016 18:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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