'Fake Friends.'

Free me from your bind, no longer leave me here so blind. The light won't touch my face, Even the sun hates me. Take me from your grasp, I shan't adhere, nor keep this mask. The shadows skip my skin, Even darkness swerves my soul. Long live forever, forever be long, Eternity’s comfort, It's continual song. Screaming on, Shouting strong... Is this where I belong? In eternity. An unsettling certainty, That my life has now been set... Such regret. But late has it come, Heart beat been stung. Now I'll forgive, But no,  I can't forget. Timeless whispers, tripping on. Colourless whiskers, growing long. Is this it? Is that the wick? Is it lit? Should I sit? To watch my candle burn, Dim and low; unhappy. To sadly fade and peter out, Weak, and slow; unhappy. It seems that is my fate, This is my mind, this be it's state. So render me to pastures new... It's him, it's them, it's her and you! You all have tied me and crumbled my soul, Broken and battered my story is told. So now, my 'friends’,  Harsh words to send; Tired, So worn... Let time meet an end. So now, mine enemies,  Please let me be; Sleepy, So frail... Just let me be me. For; My eternity’s here.  I'll meet it with grace, I'll not be remembered, but I'll leave bitter taste, In all of your mouths, With my time soon to end, I scream, yes, I shout... Goodbye... my fake friends! Written January 22nd, 2002 © on Jan 21 2002 09:57 PM PST, harry luck    0 • 10