Tuesday, 3 November 2009

The walls of madness

Stuck in a full room
with an empty soul
my body decays soon
and my mind went for a stroll.
I can't see the walls
they're closing down on me
as I yell at them to see
that my spirit falls.
All around me
anywhere I look
I see a number that repeats
one-one-one, they say to me
it's in every page of every book
it is when madness speaks.

No comments:

Post a Comment