Still
Still
The night so cold
Teardrops fall down thy hard cheek
I sit there alone
My mind quiet; still
I am numb; I feel nothing
My soul hard like rock
I lay on my bed
I lay and try not to think
Of the pain I feel
Alone; quiet; still
I feel, hear, and see nothing
The road is unclear
I lay. I fall.
I feel no more
I am still
Copyright © Shelby Smith | Year Posted 2010
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