Sitting Here

Exhausted Tired Battered Beaten I feel so worn So numb to everything, and Everyone I scream for help I scream for reprieve No answer comes except my words echoed So here I am sitting Stuck in this rut Unable to see the world around me The sky above is dark Not a single star to lend me her light But its times like this that I think about you You probably don’t know You probably don’t care You probably don’t even look at me So here I am sitting Next to a lonely tree Watching the storm rage around me I get whipped by debris Dirt in my eyes, stinging burning. My mouth, Full of ash My fears like a poison Overwhelming my mind Paralyzing me Fatigued Drained Tattered Trampled I sit here contemplating The world around me black as night I see a brilliant light The light moves away from me fast Faster than anything ever seen Why does it do that? why does it leave? I never tried to do anything! I say im sorry She doesnt say anything. The field around me Empty and bare I scream out as loud as I can I AM SORRY Still nothing… except the echos that bombard me seconds later
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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