.in.the.shadows.
02-24-2005, 06:59 PM
I can smell the darkness,
drawing itself nearer to my very soul,
taking me captive,
hiding me in the shadowed jail,
waiting,
watching,
i've given it a figure,
the lights dim out further as the wind whistles louder in my ears,
behind the iron bars of my mind,
i am held prisoner,
until the sun can set me free
not my best but i think it's ok. Please read and review.
drawing itself nearer to my very soul,
taking me captive,
hiding me in the shadowed jail,
waiting,
watching,
i've given it a figure,
the lights dim out further as the wind whistles louder in my ears,
behind the iron bars of my mind,
i am held prisoner,
until the sun can set me free
not my best but i think it's ok. Please read and review.