Thursday, August 6, 2009

At the end.

Broken wings, bleeding eyes and the fallen ground. crawled…sheltered within four walls... collapses of dampness. Turning cold and naked, moving towards the corner for a little warmth. Snakes hid in darkness…hissing blames and spitting curses.

once touched, once loved, once trusted and once lived. Walking dreams and living nightmare.

It is so cold here…to where I move now?