Like a disease

by Crippled Wing   Apr 5, 2009


Lonely nights brings a familure chill
now too weak to climb my once small hill
I lay here with haunting memories in my mind
it seems now I'm forever trapped in this numbing binde

My tears are still silent, but no longer red
...at least that's what I have said.
It's like I am trapped only spinning round
but the screaming inside of me won't make a sound
Experts say it's something you'll out grow and it will just go away
but I fear that's it's just like a disease that is here to stay

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