Through the tears I fall, <br />Falling through until I hit a wall <br />I look through and all I see it, <br />Death up to my ripped knees, <br />People moan and I see their faces, <br />Wanting to cry, I can feel their pain, <br />All I want is to be alone; <br />With out this shadow I can hear its drone, <br />I hear it chanting some thing abnormal <br />They can’t hear all my morals <br />I’m scared I am dying and to them it’s a show, <br />I must fight for my life and prove that it’s wrong, <br />I must not listen to their luring song, <br />But I’m falling again and again, <br />Never getting any closer to were I began, <br />I’m afraid of this place I think I’m stuck in time, <br />I’m not living I’m not dead and what isn’t mine.<br /><br />Vonnie Enochs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-cares-5/
