I hear the laughter of a man and woman,
Like a train on a track it goes directly to my soul,
A toneless male,
A mocking female.
It started with their screaming,
Same toneless male,
Same mocking female.
Time and time again I would love to cry,
However I can not reveal my feelings in normal words.
I feel inside that something has gone horribly wrong,
I feel nearly insane not knowing what.
As I sit and listen to the radio,
And the occasional words of my cousin,
All of which,
Are heard clearly.
However it does not prevent the evil laughter,
In which so darkens my soul.
I hear the laughter of a man and woman,
Like a train on a track it goes directly to my soul.
By: Syzoth
9:19P.M. 11-22-02
(First attempt)