We are our own demise.

I fall deeper into the abyss each and every day.
But what I know will not help, is to pray.

For God has left this world and left us here.
Left us all to run in fear.

Fear of people, who I will not tell.
The people that make this world our hell.

This world of ours that we should save.
But it looks like we're digging our own grave.

Dig my grave and put a stone.
Put no name, for I’m all alone.

Alone in my mind I write.
Each and every night I fight.

Fight my demons to be gone.
But they won't leave me alone.

As you look into your screen.
You do not know what I have seen.

But that is something I will say.
Not right now, some other day.

Saturday 3/8/2008 3:44 am