Darkness has set,
On a soul,
So tired.
So weak.
Alone,
Seeking the darkness.
The shadows,
That have become home.
The heart,
Has been broken.
Left in pieces,
Unable to mend.
Only time can heal.
Though the scar,
Will remain.
Along with the pain.
A vessel,
Empty to all.
The walking
Living dead.
-- Jessi --
- 1/28/03 -
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