The day from hell brings somber tears in an unlighted hallway.
Ablanket wraped around my fears, discloses my unwillness to trust again.
All i have the strength to do is stare at an empty space
Which brings no end to the discomfort i feel.
Apulse of electricity has been running through my veins,
But has now left me for dead.
All the mirror sees is a colorless, emotionless corps,
With dangling fingers, swaying over blood stained carpet
Just waiting for someone to find it.
The note she left on her dresser, contains only blue lines
Filling the minds of her tourchered world with just a hint of dispare.