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Fallen
Nov 18, 2007, 02:26 AM / melancholy
I linger in a world of fragile things
Where shadows concealed all my surroundings;
Melancholic souls creep in the darkness
Crying for deliverance in silence;
I looked in front of me and saw myself
Screaming, bleeding and laying in great pain;
I stood silently with a frozen stare
There’s an odd feeling running in my vein
Leaving me empty with too much despair;
I tried to kill the pain I feel inside
I ran away, but there’s nowhere to hide
My wounds cry desperately for the grave
I asked myself,” Am I too lost to be saved?”
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