Open the door
What do you see
Do you see yourself
Or do you see me
Listen
What do you hear
Is it the whispering sound
of your worst fear
The ghost in your closet
The bugs in your bed
The fact that you,
will soon be dead
What do you Feel
Do you feel the cold
Do you feel the pain
that had now become old
Do you feel the death
Soon creeping in
Do you feel the filth
The filth we call sin
Do you smell the poison
Still lingering so
Forming itself
on a death bow
The bow constricts
Around your neck
A threat of what
will come next
And now at the end
what do you taste
is it your last moments
things not to waste
It soon shall be over
And till' then i shall say,
dead by the end
of the day
A little creepy, i know. I wrote it when i was going through that totally alone and dark and cold and lonely and useless stage that ive gone through at least a hundred times before.
My life is not a happy one...
even if my avatar is smiling.
nrdygrl614 Community Member 
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