by Deirdre Blair
I'm trapped in this Hell
And don't know where to turn
My faith has been lost
And the light is almost gone
Please, is someone listening?
(Hear my begging plea)
Please, is someone there?
(Come take me from here)
Someone please find me
And release me from my self-infliction
Don't you see that
My end is drawing near?
My wounds they've become
Infected by this pain
My soul slips away
With the river of my own confusion
Please, is someone listening?
(Hear my dying plea)
Please, is someone there?
(Come take me from here)
Someone please find me
And release me from my self-infliction
Don't you see that
My end is drawing near?
Someone please find me
And release me form this dark conclusion
Don't you see that
I can't find a way out of the darkness?
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Author's Note: O_o' That was pretty dark for me. I actually wrote this last night at about four in the morning because I was suffering from the usual insomnia. Heh, please review!
-Deirdre Blair