Can't Be Saved

Thu, 10/02/2014 - 16:37 -- alexch


Warming myself with the cold,

Doing things that I am told,

I love this feeling of numb,

A blind, deaf and dumb,

A comfortable nothing,

No bling,

No flash,

This sensation covers up my bloody gash, 

That nobody needs to see,

From this colasal monster inside of me,

Grotesque, horrendous and dark,

He destroyed my every spark,

I am completely burnt out,

I struggle to scream, I try to force a shout,

But it is of no use,

He is on the loose,

I cannot show them he is there,

That will be too much of a scare,

Forever in his control,

I will never learn to be whole.


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