Blood soaked hands....
Lost in unknown lands..
The air that I breathe is not of this Earth..
I was dead at birth..
Roaming this delusional planet,
I think I have finally had it. Damn it!
There is a wormhole out there waiting for me,
In the darkness and I cannot see.
But once I find it, this I know,
I'll get sucked in its twisted flow.
I'm forever doomed to be something unknown.
I never thought I could feel so alone.
No one can see me because they don't understand.
I'm lost forever with blood stained hands..
very deep and i love the way
you only slightly suggest the cutting/suicide. lost from birth very strong very emotive poem and this is one of the best Ive read of yours and I love the subtle change in style it is more interpretive and less shove this down your throat. Beautiful work I respect this piece highly! Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you :)
Thank you :)
~BUG~