Roses fade from red to grey,
As your face begins to fade away.
Haunted by all the memories,
Of what had use to be.
Wandering through a maze of broken dreams,
Watching the world come undone at the seams.
Lurid darkness engulf my soul,
I've been forgotten, I'm invisible.
Everything seems so tattered and dark,
Like the torn pages of my shattered heart.
It has become so inevitable now that I look back,
And it collects within my scarred past.
My ambiguous, blemished heart now sees,
How cruel and cold this world can be.
I still can't help but to wonder why,
All hope begins to die..
I seem to be losing everthing I have ever cared about... sigh.. picture is not mine.
yo..If it matters any, I seem to be dying rather quickly now. That bad cough I had in like May is now considered to be a technical incurable disease that will eventually kill the remaining 58% of my body that it hasn't already started to destroy. So any problems that you are having right now may be bad; but I'm pretty sure mine are worse right now. And what's worse is I could end up becoming incapacitated before I can finish my book which will be pretty depressing to me.. So get in line for a pity party because I was in line long before you were.