21 Jan 2010
Last thoughts
Frustration, Love, Pain, Sad
Torn by my own feelings,
I crawl between the narrowing walls of desperation.
Feeling the heat of the ceilings,
I give up and cry out in frustration.
Losing myself in this war,
I’m looking for a place to hide.
Trying to remember who we are,
I’m attempting to recall the moment I died.
Messing up my remaining common sense,
I’m figuring out what to do.
Approaching the end without any defense,
I want you to know my last thoughts will be of you.