Tuesday, May 20, 2008

My soul is a crumbling like an eroding building
It's past the point of saving, so no one even cares or tries
Everyone's general opinion of me is like a giant pick on my foundation
It is adding to my destruction
I am nothing that someone is looking for
No one would even rent me
I really feel like I have a growing emptiness in me
It is consuming every emotion I have
I am trying to escape from the mouth of madness
but I am running in quicksand
This black hole of despair will swallow me eventually,
I will sit here and watch people pass and not even bat an eye
as I am devoured by the darkness