November 8, 2011
By , Holcomb, KS
Drown life out with a bottle of pills
Waiting impatiently
Wanting thrills
Sick as a dog
Wanting to scream
Always in a fog
What is this dream
Why can’t it be like this everyday
Why Is this the only way
Why do I feel
Like nothing at all
Someone’s waiting
Right down the hall
Is it there or is it here
Why do I still have no fear
I should run
I should hide
But I can’t feel anything inside

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