silence - darkness - a cold gust of wind
damp fog - flowers and grass wither
apathy - indifference
depressions sacrificied by deeper pain
sick of soliguy
solitude before death promises - yes
seems only to be a small step
the fear of sleep
the fear of awakening
before the next morning
crazed thoughts left themself
is life an illusion ?
the power of life drawn
from all the hope and dreams
of the solitary
the story of life forever pressed on paper
the thoughts of death forever repressed
the flames of my soul rideted with may question ?
