Monday, October 06, 2008

Windows of Lost Hope

Surely life was more than
Lying naked to a stranger
Watching as the glass eye
Slowly drains your soul
Blink,
Dispell the mists of dream
Dig beneath the surface scars
Hope is so much more than light,
Than filling the black hole.

1 comment:

Scratch said...

Only slightly disturbing.

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