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12/12/98 i am alone. bitter darkness surrounds me. there is no one left. no one to see me here, to claim a tear. the empty room i stand in, empty walls, with empty frames. an unlocked door with nothing behind it. no more magic in the eyes, no more fire in the soul. an empty, stolen heart. mysteriously waiting in a lonely body lying on an empty floor. there is an open window where you can see the emptinss, the darkness coming from the empty room. there is nothing to see. i am alone with a melody on my mind. with meaningless lyrics of a lost song that has come out of the empty walls filling my mind. in between the sweet darkness and the nothing in a melody of an empty song. i rise into the empty world. Samantha book funny faces the corridor of poetry bookshelf stories 'n stuff cast |