lost

[Beautiful Nightmare]

The sun is going down,

My heart is burning low,

My mind skips a beat,

All life is on the go.

 

Scurring all around,

My legs too weak to move,

Followed by my weak heart's sound,

And there is nothing i can do.

 

But listen to the voices,

Now so clearly saying,

How stupid i am,

And i listen to them praying.

 

For the sun to shine,

Upon my once happy face,

For the world to be mine,

And not be dead in their embrace.

Edited July 4, 2005 by Arwen

[Venefyxatu]

As far as I can be the judge of it, I like this poem - the sad theme as well.

 

I hope I'll never end up in that situation though