And then I cry
In this seat by the window
In front of a stranger
Next to a sleeping angel
And then I hear
Voices from the past
Voices of demons greeting my fear
And then I fall
Deep into the sound of agony
Sinking to the bottomless pit of craziness
And I’m derelict
From the outside world I know
Meeting my demons
Accepting their greetings
As I crush them into my bone
Become one with my blood
Then I sleep
And then I die
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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