an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Monday, November 08, 2004

Decisions

by: all on black

I’ve been trapped,
in this room,
for ages now.

Looking for something,
to find my way out.

I can’t feel anything,
familar to me.

And soon the room,
gets darker,
smaller.

My mind plays tricks on me,
nothing feels tangible.

I can't find anything,
that I can trust.

I open my eyes wide,
hoping to see my way.

But all there is,
is darkness,
confusion.

I can’t decide,
if I should stay or escape.

And I don't believe how,
I ended up this way.

All I want to find,
is a light,
an answer.

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