Alone
one of a kind
last of my blood
and the frist
the one and only
so alone
No one beside me,
No one behind me
No one too serve
alone with no allys
No brothers
No friends
alone is how i feel
no matter how many care
I still feel cold and alone
as I cross this dieing world
in a hunt for peace and joy
as I try to give myself reason to care
but i can not
for now my heart
has grown cold and still
as the pain of memorys
haunts me as i hunt
for my distraction
from the memorys
of those who've ive left behind,
those who once cared,
 hellflame3000 · Fri Apr 22, 2005 @ 11:39pm · 2 Comments |
