Slowly I drift in to the ab-is

by deaddarkwolf   Feb 23, 2008


The world has left me forgotten,
All the faces that meant the most drifted away swiftly,
Yet some how the smile still sticks,
As the heart sinks into this black ab-is,
As people with new faces who do not care pull near,
But at lest there there,

As word phone past there lips of lies,
To make me think someone cares this time,
As there hands drift up my skirt,
The pills mix with the coke,
As they try to slid it down my throat,

No one cares, no ones there,
Only empty shells,
Trying to get laid,
No more girl friends just make-up dolls,
With nice cloths and nose job's,
With skinny waist and there two faced,
As you relies you're even more alone,

Where to begin?
Where do you fit in?
Where are you're friends?
Is any one even there to begin?

You to all of them are just another object with no heart with in.

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