It is a soul-less place that I hide tonight
The windows dirty, the walls enclosing, the floor disapears from beneath me
and I can hear a crying sound...
it is deafening, rumbling, where does it originate...
I am its mother, I bore this cry, this desperation
and somehow it will not answer my pleas....
it will not stop.. it will not cease...
I can only find solace from my own desperation of my self in the water, it masks the sounds of my own heart, covering, smothering killing...
but I cannot see... my eyes are open and all is red...
run... run hide from the pain... deep inside...
what is that... the sound of footsteps.. chasing me as i cry... why will myself not leave my self be?
how can that be, the ground has disappeared, and i am with strange company.. my self in my company and that is strange...
who is this, this... this voice I heard clearly above all else....
take my pain... pleaseeee I beg you i beg you...
the voice whispers..... bloody tears... bloody tears...
for a moment, before the mist of my mind takes me and makes me forever but a dream, the clearest of visions ring thru the confusion... and am alone, naked... in a bath of warm red fluid... and as i raise my hands to reach out for you... bloody tears of my life drip from my hands... and my life slips away....
i have lost the battle with myself, within myself
1-28-2009 by R.J.C.
