By jackryhme
Date: 8 April 2001
Shell of I
years passing leaving me behind
within this shell of i
marching of feet as people pass on their lives
leaving again me behind
lost without a thread to guide me home
hurting, crippled from rejection too many times
hugging walls for support
leaving stares in my wake
not even caring anymore
find it takes to much pain
DAMN! shouting this to open winds
people leaving quick my path
not meeting my blazing eyes
as i find i no longer wish to hope
running now bulling my way through crowds
needing silence needing peace
needing darkness
needing sleep
needing to not be i
stumbling, falling, blooding my hands
on jagged concrete
worshiping this pain of release
feeling my self calm, slow once again
feel the loneliness fade back behind its gate
repair its lock
quiescent once more
biding its time
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