Dark Lies
My darkness hides the quietness that drives me insane.
The windows cry and plea from all my pain.
The walls watch and feed learning from all those dirty deeds.
The body grow empty from all the quilty lies.
I hide deep within my lives wasting time.
Feeding the beast that becomes who I hate most.
Shame makes me hide.
Hell bleeds me.
The fallen surfer the sin pours out like rain in puddles oozing down my face.
Turning time back makes no since noone to help with no where to turn.
Copyright © Renee Graham | Year Posted 2007
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