I'm sitting here
at an unmarked grave...
Sometimes you just feel things and sometimes you...
Sometimes the numb can be so much & sometimes...
How eyes flutter
Through prisms of glass...
Things are just a mess. the world as we know it is...
which gun is stronger. which is just not...
I am,
Society's target for ridicule and laughter...
Bend my mind
Break my hope...
You don't answer my calls,
You don't even call me back...
Cast-off and forged in darkness, encased in solid...
Mind numbing cold erases, memories stranded all...
Walking around in a faceless society bearing a...
there is no one else to blame...
The only way i am truly at peace is when i watch...
dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing...
Once the girl saw her reflection All she could see...
*By:Jennifer L. Hamel...
Ghosts with just voices
Nothing but noises...