Waste
I have ran out of meaning
motivation, something past.
existence so calm now
stuck, waiting on nothing.

Where do I go from here,
when I crave to stay here
no reason to step further

Lucifer's guiding light, shines
fading in the distance.
No reason to continue
the demons keep me here

forgotten future,
downward this falls
rock bottom not far off

tomorrow it goes again
the cliche of aimless life
another day of darkness
no finding my true place

I am done here,
the fire is now gone,
observing that I've become

waste.

Comments:
 
Shadowofsatan666   Shadowofsatan666 wrote
on 9/2/2009 9:09:52 PM
It's passing thoughts, that's all. I vent them into my writing.

Michele   Michele wrote
on 9/2/2009 12:32:13 AM
Only you can change this. With help. You have to want help and ask for it. You are too young with a spirit too eloquent to be writing this way.....

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