writers block

May 17, 2008 00:58

here, i wrote something



and its all broken
the words and the feelings
that fall from my mouth
and it means nothing
without a light at the end
of this dead end road

im mute, im blind
im almost dead inside
im drowning
im free
there is nothing left in me

ive spent too long
on this side of wrong
i cant carry on
without something
more meaningful
than the lost little boy inside

im mute, im blind
im almost dead inside
im drowning
im free
there is nothing left in me
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