Ravings of an Insane man on the verge of Death

May 26, 2009
It's a long steely corridor,
and nothing to show for.
Bloody handprints smear the floor,
And I begin to lose the grip I had on sanity.
Bright colors spill over in my
And I can see nothing.
The walls close in.
I am dying.
O bystander,
Save me from this bloody chaos that has wreaked its havok upon my mind!
I am relying on you,
Please don't let me die!!!

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