Darkness follows me where ever i go,
walking always all alone,
feeling i am at that low,
to saddened that they are gone,
memories remain,
driving my mind to the brink,
reminders of the pain,
into the darkness i begin to sink....
here i sit alone again,
wishing i was dead,
all i hear is that its a sin,
ringing in my head,
I just want to be left alone,
to die in my own room,
don't really have my own home,
all i see is my doom,
and silently i scream for death,
i look to the door,
to take that final breath,
as my blood begins to pour.
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