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Author: Wolf's Night
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry - Reviews: 2 - Published: 07-26-07 - Updated: 07-26-07 - Complete - id:2395499

What Is Left
I can’t go on like this
Voices come from people not there
Silence from the ones that are
I’m walking in a world of ghosts

Nothing is alright
Think I’m going blind
Know I’m losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

Light breeze comes from a sea
And yet I walk in a desert
Of my own making
Can’t tell what is real anymore
(Or what ever was?)

Nothing is alright
Think I’m going blind
Know I’m losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

I want to stop this life
(Let me get off here)
I can’t understand any of it
Actions and words
One contradicts the next

Nothing is alright
Think I’m going blind
Know I’m losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

(It’s too much for me, I’m shutting down
Keeping what is left of me, everything else get out
Cause I just don’t care anymore.)

Nothing is going to be alright
Closing my eyes, I can’t stand the sights
In this world I’m losing my mind
Can’t believe the people who tell me I’m fine
(Maybe we’ve all been blind)



© Copyright 2007 Wolf's Night (FictionPress ID:549936).


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