Wednesday, August 15, 2012


There's a storm brewing on the inside.
Caused by that of my own demise.
Up goes the barricade you so valiantly broke down.
Brick by brick, specifically placed.
Adding barb wires and tape.
Each and everytime is easier than the last.

Throwing emotion to the wind.
Recieving a numbness to my heart.
I will be strong again,
I will not feel.
I take back the prayer I spoke asking for compassion
You have no power over me.

To my hole i will return
It brings me awkward comfort
I have left it lonely for a moment
But tonights the night i dust out the cobwebs.
and I hold on to all that I have left.
Me, Myself and I, and of course the darkness.