Friday, March 18, 2011

hopeless

walk with me,
talk with me,

do you disappear
when you go?

into a world
of nightmares

and your own
ghosts?

your bare room.

the moon
in the window,

and the maze
of trees below.

where's your bloody diary?
is it under your pillow?

wait till daddy finds it,
he's got stories of his own.

the phone rings.
it's the stalker boy.

the sky's black.

he left a message.

what is he saying?

what's going on
inside his ugly head?

you cry and cut yourself.

what's wrong with you?
i want to know.

I can't fix you.
you can't fix me.

we're hopeless.

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