Friday, August 08, 2003

Fading
Darkness
Death washed over
Laying on the floor waiting

Seeping wounds
Incapable of moving
Wishes I could cry
No energy left

Blood staining my pretty dress
Wishing it was over
But not yet
Seeking to pain me

Just looking around
Blurring at the edges
Slowly fading
Darkness

Screams
Not mine
No longer mine

Lifeless