Thursday, September 6, 2012

It's always darkest before the dawn

When your soul feels trapped with nowhere to go,
the madness creeps into every crevice of you.
The poison leaks to your blood stream,
making its way to destroy the rest of what's left.
It drains every part you once knew
and makes room for the black hole
that is working its way to consume everything inside.
In the end, you're left with nothing.
You've become a shallow casket waiting to be buried.
An empty shell where your heart, soul, dreams and passion
Withered and decayed.

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