quinta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2009

Broken


Broken thoughts
of a broken mind
and a body faces
unwilling time.
Hands clenched
and eyes shut
peace soon comes
but death's not bought...
A meaningless life
with unfulfilled dreams
nightmares are reality
surrounded by screams
in a confortable prison
of my own creation.
No unknown destiny,
only a fated damnation...
Predictions are predictable
and hope dies...
The whispers of a poet
Are all timeless lies!
All of the possible doors
are sealed with a kiss
Never to be reopened
to let loose bliss...
Memories bring
words left unspoken.
Sorrow seeps in,
my soul is broken...

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