Monday, September 03, 2007

death inside

whisper into nothing,
prayers never answered.
you curse and scream in silence.

I would rather die.
in a tiny black box,
my soul locked away for life.

I am dead already
Just come and take my body.


I spiral into nothing.
never knowing who I am.

I bring it on myself they say.
I smile at stranger,
I help where I can

you feel to freely,
care so easily.

your doomed to die in black Myst.
in red hate.

you deserve nothing more.


Charles Gramlich said...

Some great lines in this one. Very nice.

etain_lavena said...

thanks Charles:)

Wayne Allen Sallee said...

i swear to christ above, as i read this here at work in my head, i thought
'some great lines in this one.' as they say quite often at the plant, sunavaBITCH. still, you know how to stagger the words in your poems quite well.

etain_lavena said...

whahahahh Wayne and the saga of Gramlich and Sallee continues....who will have the last say...we never know...:)
Thanks for the comment:)