Originally Written: 8/17/01
A sadness deep inside that I can't
seem to comprehend.
A void so far down that it's
impossible to fill.
A feeling of discord so
devastatingly painful that
I've lost all touch with sanity.
Being so full of acrid sentiment
that the feelings of animosity
that I have towards myself
and society as a whole grow
increasingly out of control as
each day turns to night. Emotions
subsiding and leaving a
vacant feeling in my soul.The
absence of passion overtaking
my existence almost to the
point of total dementia.
"NO GOOD COULD COME OF THIS"....
© 2007 Anabel Lee
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