Caught In The Black Siren

October 18, 2007
By Amber Rogers, Memphis, TN

Down,down,down I'm falling down again.
And i have no control.
No more sobs cause I'm caught in the black siren.
My thoughts are eating away at my common sense.
Any I try to keep warm but the cold air's blowing in through the shattered window.
Distraught, and barren, I grasp at the stream of light.
Anything anything to pull me from this sleep. Crawling again on broken knees I continue to fail.
Caught in the black siren of night. I'm trying to breath, I'm trying to think with a sound mind.

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