"subcomb" poems
I subcomb to darkness as day turns into night.
I feel the wrath upon me with every breath out right.
There is no rest for me im assured as dreams move out of sight.
I want to feel revived and alive once again.
But all I can see is shadows dancing upon my skin.
I dont like this place, I feel like I am being ****** in
To a world where hopes and dreams are shot to hell And I'm left here thinking...Well?
Feb 22, 2012
Feb 22, 2012 at 2:25 AM UTC