Saturday, April 30, 2005

wanderer

tormented.
the disfigured brain.
the capability that it once had.
shattered.
or hiding.

regret.
disbelief.
fighting for what i used to have.
now a negative space.
the perpetual echo.

this is what it has made me.
the brutality
the nonchalence.
respect- a forgotten word.
i've lost myself somewhere.

where is that person.
who used to be me.
what is this place?
is it what i see:
a cold and spattered world?

1 comment:

:..M..: said...

What you wrote here is so raw..it touched a chord in me. I could say that I've been in that place many times and the torment's always the same.