The Unknown
The Unknown
I smell death in the air
I see skin that once was fair
Stained with blood
Splattering the love
I hear cries in the night
I touch shadows of light
Screaming in unbearable pain
Calling out your name
I feel numbness somewhere in myself
I sense the coldness, notice the trembling shelf
The tears continue to wet the floor
Wanting to know more
Is it all real or is it in my head?
Then why do they keep showing up?
If this is rubbish, then i'm to be mad
But it's driving me crazy, it has to stop!!
augustus 2002
I smell death in the air
I see skin that once was fair
Stained with blood
Splattering the love
I hear cries in the night
I touch shadows of light
Screaming in unbearable pain
Calling out your name
I feel numbness somewhere in myself
I sense the coldness, notice the trembling shelf
The tears continue to wet the floor
Wanting to know more
Is it all real or is it in my head?
Then why do they keep showing up?
If this is rubbish, then i'm to be mad
But it's driving me crazy, it has to stop!!
augustus 2002
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Dinsdag, september 14, 2004 19:45 |
| Echt heel goed, erg juist, foutloos geschreven..MOoi taalgebruik, mooie inhoud..toppie! | |
| Godvader: | Maandag, september 13, 2004 18:06 |
| deze loopt als een tierelier | |
