Alone, she wanders, a shadow lingers
Paranoid, she stumbles, immersed in gloom
Thick is the night, as phantoms lunge
Stolen is her breath, stifling a scream
Fruitless are her efforts, frozen in time
Her soul, once pure...
Consumed
Fear - Revisited
This actually used to be a poem that I wrote when I was younger. I read through my personal book and found it, edited it, and now like it! Despite the sound of this poem, I'm not a depressive person! Just used it as a vent to get all the unhappies out for such a long time :3
As seen in my Writer's Blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/04/of-happiness-and-fear/
As seen in my Writer's Blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/04/of-happiness-and-fear/
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