Hmm... Perhaps something about Colin's poem inspired me... But his is 100 times better than mine, of course. Mine seldom make sense... Especially when I'm writing in an unstable state... Haha... Ok, bad excuse...
Sitting alone in the darkness Waiting for the storm to pass My screams fade into nothingness How long will this last?
Searching within me For something that must come without Trying desperately to break free From the chains I myself wrought.
I long to run Away from this hole But where can I find the sun? Where can I hide? No one knows.
I scream my desperation But no one sees, no one hears My pleas for an answer and explanation They all fall on deaf ears.
Perhaps this is fated That I should be in the dark, never to be found I remain unknown, unseen, faded Just a piece of stage prop, in the background.
Again, I say this: crap poem. But I guess it served it's purpose. Love my blog! *hugs the little angel with the PINK dress on my dear blog* Hehe. Oyasumi minna-san~