Saturday, July 15, 2006

Virus


i can feel it

creeping slowly through me

straining for the surface

like a water starved seed


it wants my mind

it wants my soul

leaving me empty

leaving me whole


virus takes me

am i me

where am i

can’t even cry


takes my pride

takes my being

takes all i hold dear

cannot be

i am not free


slowly i lose

i never had a chance

my will is gone

it didn’t take long

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