Crawling thru a deadly valley,
Broken needles in my veins...
Screeching like a Berry Halle,
Feels like my insides were stained...
Loud wind disturb my hearing,
Empty cars, covered with rust..
All my demons now appearing,
Anger, jealousy, and lust...
I can hear my neibours walking,
Hear my parents, having sex...
Voices in my head, keep talking,
Making beautiful amends...
Love, - The Word, without meaning,
Deep inside, I'm feeling numb...
Yet, - My soul is hurt, and screaming,
When I stay relaxed and calm...
My intrusive thoughts are speeding,
In my mind, I have no space...
All my veins are slowly bleeding...
Putting all my dreams to rest!
Lisa K.
09/03/2012
Crawling thru a deadly valley
© Copyright: Сергей Полищук, 2012
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