Hidden Within
Hidden within a dark being takes hold of my soul, squeezing light out of darkness, becoming my blanket. Bleeding, my soul takes one last breath waiting for the mind to resuscitate it, begging to be free. The mind is dead, melting into the body that chooses to hate. No longer is death a fear, but an obsession. It came to torment, it comes to me, my friend, no more dreams. Hidden within, never to be uncaged again. Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 01 2002 05:23 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Hidden within a dark being takes hold of my soul, squeezing light out of darkness, becoming my blanket. Bleeding, my soul takes one last breath waiting for the mind to resuscitate it, begging to be free. The mind is dead, melting into the body that chooses to hate. No longer is death a fear, but an obsession. It came to torment, it comes to me, my friend, no more dreams. Hidden within, never to be uncaged again...."