Saturday, October 1, 2011

Doom and gloom as always.

I'm hanging on a fine line,
Sorrow is my burden,
Deep and heavy, destroying.

Listen to the dark
it shall swallow you whole.
you will sink into the quick sand
if you entertain it's shadows.

Battle of the emotions
which can win the race
dig in the sand for sandcastles
or for a final resting place.

This is heavy i know, words can make me happy and I'm glad i have a place to throw the words away.

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