sipping different cups of life's pitch black <br />staring ahead of line i couldn't watch my back <br />shave my long dead hair off my skin they crawl <br />in the middle of the pain i disembowel <br /> <br />with fire and water <br />you could see me burning <br />i saw you got washed away <br />thoughts of them fade away (face away) <br /> <br />each ticking moment draws me closer to you <br />as they fall overboard think I'll choose a two <br />bury my long dead hair for a decomposition <br />they gazed at the horizon for a proposition <br /> <br />glaring sunshine i can't go out <br />dark, gloomy room i'm afraid to come in <br /> <br />with fire and water <br />you could see me burning <br />i saw you burnt away <br />thoughts of them washed away...astray.<br /><br />Chosen Reject<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-middle-4/
