Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Selfish

I fight for air
Alone throughout the dare
Missing a heart to breathe
I am a cart to carry death

Uneven contour, up and down
It's me, who's playing the clown
Blood darkens, becomes brown
Into sadness' deepest, yes I drown

1 comment:

infinite_thoughts said...

liked it sam...!!!!!
=D

--michelle