"10:54pm"
Scared
i feel cold and torned
cant say nothing to no'one
cant speak loud
not a single minute to breath
help
cant find help in my own home
i just dont see light ahead my road
gambling the whole chest with soul and heart
no fall of ideal
i need time to think
to feel
smell
taste
burn me down
Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010
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