Fade...
i see u...
but u cant see me...
shrouds of lonelyness
and darkness
im in the eye
of a black hurricane
stained w/ blood
and pain...
pictures of the past n present run thru my mind
am i really...really insane?
or not...
is this for real?
or is it surreal?
i stand here
ppl passing by
as if im not ther
am i a ghost?
r u still ther?
mayb jus 4 a high 5
but ur hands slip past
pat my friends on the back
my hand slips past
i giv my luvr a hug
n yet...
my arms slips past...
am i still here?
or am i in my grave?
y do i feel this fear?
y do i feel this way?
am i a spirit that has not yet gone 2 the afterlife?
or is this the afterlife?
mayb my mind is tricking me
ppl leav w/out saying goodbye...
i feel so cold
everyday i feel my heart die..
n feel this cold wind blow...
n pass me by...
Copyright © Kris Basuel | Year Posted 2006
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