Close your eyes,
Forget what you’ve seen.
Your eyes were lying,
It’s all just a dream

The blood on the floor,
It was never there.
Run out the door,
You never did care.

The smell of stagnation
Is all in your mind.
Ignore your damnation,
Get back into line.

Back away slowly,
Push back all the fear.
The voices are simply
White noise in your ear.

You’ve lost what you found,
But then what did you find?
Nothing is filling
This void in your mind.

When everything’s empty,
And all’s turned to dust,
You’ll still be right here…
Still covered with rust.

A/N: I really like this poem, ok? So please don't flame?

It reminds me of someone who was important to me, so flame and die! >.> Teh author is violent today.