Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Ruin

I take myself away,
to witness the pain.
That hasn't gone.
That took years to comprehend,
what I am.
And what I was.
I am ruin,
my temple has crumbled.
I've been left with a shell,
of my former self.
And misery comes natural,
I find myself starring into an abyss.
Where my pain takes numbers;
to stand in line,
to reminisce.

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