My Medication

by Anaisthitos   Jun 11, 2008


My heart is stained from this black pain,
my cheeks are stained from tears,
my wrists are stained from blood, so red,
my thoughts are stained from my fears.

My strength is fading, hope is gone,
my future's written, like a song,
my past is filled with hurt and wrong,
I've been dying, all along.

My eyes are open, but my lips are sealed,
I've been waiting, so help me heal.

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