These amber-green lights
Embalm the vacinity in which I lye,
I plead for forgivness,
And beg for mercy,
In hopes of getting my life back.

The dimness of my surroundings-
glaze my life the way it is,
Dark, mysterious, and chilling,
the light everyone can live without,
The light for some that don't exsist.

No tears of pity do I plee for myself,
Nor do I wallow in disaray,
but struggle in the drowning sea-
of lonliness,
and taunting feelings that keep me further away.
Seperated,
torn in pieces,
Scattered throughout,
With no knowledge of my exsistence.

Kidnapped to hide sickened truth.
trapped within,
pain stabbed with a sword,
with no sympathy or intermission-
to know what life is like to live.
 
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