beneath the surface

slowly slice carve a line across the soul's selfish shell feel the flowing warmth of mine from where love dwells (hell) one single thin sweet line tracing racing away down... slowly pry into my old soul both hands digging feeling eight fingers sliding finding their hold...... peel back rip and tear so i can finally see within why i do not care again peel back rip and tear beneath the surface i can no longer stare inside me the emptiness why i hate i close my eyes cry try and fade. slowly pry into my torn soul beneath the surface no smiles heartless too worn to show the inside truths of mine slowly slice carve a line just to see if i feel just to see...if i am real.'.' Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 05 2002 03:20 PM PST, Vince B.   0 • 1