In coldness, loneliness and pain
I lay under the pouring rain.
Awaiting for my death to come
And take me where the sun is down.
A place where no one knows the fear.
Where pain is lost and single tear
Will not escape my eyes no more.
For I no longer have a soul.
It’s gone. Parading in disguise
And hears no more my silent cries.
It left me with “Forget me not’s”
& now I’m nothing, but a rotten corpse.
Rotten corpse
© Copyright: Дитрих Фрэй, 2009
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