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Why am I alone now?
i know your there my friends,
but i cannot feel you.
what is this?
i cannot hear your voices,
and i cannot see your faces.
what is this i'm feeling?
numbingness flowing over me,
yet i am in pain.
agony.
WHERE ARE YOU?!?
what is this place?
I feel as if I've been here before,
but the walls are dark,
yet i see no walls.
Are there walls?
I cannot move to know,
cannot peer to tell,
for the darkness of pitch black,
and the blur of teardrops.
what is this place?
wait....
i recognize the decor.....
this is my mind....!!!
emtpy...!
without care,
and that is why such a place is vacant.
that's why there is no one here,
because no one cares,
or so I feel.
i hear something...
a hum,
faint and i can barely move.
what is it that draws me?
a faint light,
is this my death?
no.....
what is this...?
a computer....
the light i can barely see.
i slowly approach it....
i climb into the chair and see,
the name of the only one who's there,
the only one who cares...
i can type,
my strength returns....
all because of this person,
one i shall never meet.
thank you...
whomever you are,
for saving me.
i owe it to you...
i wake up scarred....
but alive............................................
By: Justin McCormick (K' Heart)
Far be it for me to be anything special, when the only special thing I desire with me, is the special person I share my gifts with.
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