lithium

by hippigrrl

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-11-05 12:07:00

i have nothing
but my own soft screams
in my head
where i wait
for nothing
but the same
patterns
everyday

like clockwork
time fades on
no new experiences
no reality
just waiting

wishing i where dead
in my dark dungeon
with my plastic
fantasy toys

when will i be free
to not wear
this crown of thorns
and be nailed to the cross

bleeding
letters of sin
the dark days
eat the sun
and stain your eyes
with kalidoscope
swirls
into the
infinite
disease’s


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