I look around
Everything has gone dark
Water dripping, leaving marks
Loneliness is an empty jar.
The sun’s coming up but it’s hardly bright
Footsteps heading towards me with despite
A scream that turned everything into fright
Images flashing without delight
I’m connecting to a girl who’s lived in pride
The thoughts are making my mind go blind
Even though I’m trying hard to fight
What I’ve seen is really hard to deny
Visions exploding one by one
Wanting me to find what’s right
Voices telling me to help them out
It’s making really paranoid that I would shout
The noises are going yelling extremely loud
The devil bends over and gives me a bow
Like if I just had a foul
But that means I’m too late now.
Moriah March 2011
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