Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Ana's Confession 1

clenched and tight
ready to explode
tumbling and falling
caving in –implode
her mistake
her freedom depleting
save her : find me
her skin is crawling

each fiber
of which was me
just a figment
a mere memory
her ach
this moment fleeting
save her : find me
clawing at her pigment

waiting to be losing
a girl alone
transparent and frail
disappearing prone
she will not wake
save her : find me
she’s growing so pale

consumed by ignorance
invitingly undone
diving into vanity
her trigger my gun
her life i’ll take
my control defeating
save her : find me
she’s swimming into insanity

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