Here is the second part to the previous entries poem:
Who am I?
These tears are my only
truth and take me in even closer.
I hold the lies close to me,
for they are my only comfort.
The truth hurts me,
but also helps heal the stains
and scars that cover my heart.
I sit here all alone, and
wish there was a way out,
a wat out of my world of nightmares,
and into the world of light.
i live forever in distant fog,
in far off dream,
of misery.
i watch everyone pass by,
and feel as if I am invisible to everyone.
Am I invisible?
Am i alone?
Am i ever heard?
Am i loved?
Who am I?
What am I?
Who..? Who am I?
 xXSamantha_RXx · Thu Mar 16, 2006 @ 01:18am · 3 Comments |
