| DEAD |
| and how can this small idea be forever trapped....a cave of possibilities one sound but no voice the dull numb numb world i make believe make friends out of images hands touch cold flesh melts but stays calm internal rage...hate hate whisper corner until all is reborn in a womb of passion give power but will death just a hope away around in a shadow of self smile smile smile smile feel if only i could feel if only i could grow and grow and then be dead |