The Ghosts of my past.

September 30th, 2008-Gone.

The blood runs down;

And I don’t stop it.

I let it drip.

And let the tears mix.

And hug myself;

Wishing it would go away:

That feeling of fear.

Having no life..

Living in darkness.

Seeing no light;

For so long.

Alone forever.

Dreams broken;

Memories forgotten.

Left behind.

Left alone.

Gone.