Lost and lonely
something is wrong
the sickness is inside me
but it won't be for long
take the knife
cut it out
slit my throat
let the blood flow red
red of hate
red of love
love is hate
noose round my neck
body falls
choke my dreams
life was something
now there is nothing
the sickness fades
my body grows pale
pale of nothing
pale of life
life is nothing
lonely, but no longer lost
out on the cliff
my body waivers
wind at my back
spread my arms
let my worries fall away
body hits the ground
sky turns black
black of silence
black of death
death is silence
all is quiet
all is dark
time passes on without me
no more love
no more hate
no more life
only nothing
peace
Copyright 2005 Chaston Scarborough
Little poem I wrote, just to give some ideas //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/smile.gif.1ebc41e1811405b213edfc4622c41e27.gif