Infinite

by Irony   Oct 27, 2007


They stare at me;
I can see it.
They watch as I fall;
Fall fast, fall hard.
They laugh;
Their mockery ringing in my ears.
I am b r o k e n.
Alone.
Desolate.
I am falling;
And you can’t save me.
Would you try,
If you saw how alone I am?
Would you try,
If you saw how broken I am?
Why?
Am I worth saving?
Am I worth your time?
I am misery.
I am bro(falling)ken.

I am infinite.

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