I have drowned in my own blood sank until I could...
I remember screaming and no ear to hear...
As I lay in the dark waters,
Hearing so many sad voices crying out my name...
The stanzas in [brackets] are the thoughts of an...
The rest are the thoughts of a lost mother...
I slice your veins
as you slice mine...
A whirlwind
of selfish thoughts...
She
takes notations...
She held me so close
that her heartbeat almost became...
Behind these bars their is a life
Filled with strengthness toughness and might...
The transients line my jail cell, disclosing that
evening will no longer let my eyes open...
Cascading down the window pane
teardrops in the form of rain...
I've been told
that it only takes approximately...
I wonder what my life will be
how am I suppose to be...