01/09/2009

Inner hell..

I scream but nothing comes out,
I fall to the ground and try to break out,
Out of the hell that I have created,
but I am stuck.
My hell is a room, there are no walls,
only mirrors.
The floor is covered from head to toe with 
sand
And I am in a corner, grasping for 
air.
Dark, its so dark. But I can still see
my reflection.
I see my face and the salty tears
coming from it.
Tears of fear, the fear of being alone,
all alone, so scared.
All I can do is sit and wait...
Wait for life to come back and find 
me.
God, get me out, I can't take this 
anymore.
Then I realize...
this room,
this hell,
is me...

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