Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Robbed

pain and anguish
words we can articulate
but never in the true sense of
the feelings
only bastardized
in a lonely darkness
screams unheard
buried in a monstrous frenzy

cold blades and barrels
intruding
piercing through
hands tied
blood running, dark
tainted
poisoned
soul drained
but can't escape
lost
in a quiet
darkness in the heart

haunting spectres
voices
a hole
a mark of history
never to heal