Internal waste from exteral sources
Feeling the blows from lifes tangled forces
I settle down to quiet my mind
But there's no solice, no peace can I find...
Where love once dwelled- just empty places
battering rams masked behind the faces
Beauty that shattered eons too soon
My mind echoes franticly to end this gloom
A black hole lies where my heart once beat
I hide in the shadows to find a retreat
In the recess of rock, my fortress I built
While effort lies heaped up -next to my guilt.
The cold damp stone has beccome my home
Hunched over withered, damp and alone;
Inward fortress With walls think and strong
Will I ever find a place to belong?

nice poring out....


sorry i cant answer the last part though...

Let down that drawbridge for the moat to be crossed...

I liked this write...

Like ;-)

Interesting,Nice

Tc of you x

nice