Kristin WolgemuthMy Death
July 2nd 2009 20:49
I feel myself drowning in a sea of thought,
My heart falling into a bottomless pit of dispair.
Though I am unconscious of the world around me,
I'm all too aware of the infinite hell inside me.
The ground feels warm beneath my feet,
And the air is cold above them,
Yet the churning waters in front of me
Would be sure to take away all feeling.
The day passes slowly, as if time is tired.
I grow anxious to see the sun frown
Behind the rooftops,
Just so I know that I'm not alone in my death,
For my love of life has betrayed me.
How can I ever be real again?
My heart falling into a bottomless pit of dispair.
Though I am unconscious of the world around me,
I'm all too aware of the infinite hell inside me.
The ground feels warm beneath my feet,
And the air is cold above them,
Yet the churning waters in front of me
Would be sure to take away all feeling.
The day passes slowly, as if time is tired.
I grow anxious to see the sun frown
Behind the rooftops,
Just so I know that I'm not alone in my death,
For my love of life has betrayed me.
How can I ever be real again?
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