Can You Hear My Calls

Pardon me, excuse me
Can you hear me call
I am lost, I am on my knees
Through this life of mine I crawl

Alone through the shattered streets
I tug along, with blistered hands and broken knees
A warm welcome, death greets
But can you save me before I fall in

Hell is awaiting
And I cannot turn back
My dreams were torn
My memories a little worn
And I am at the verge of death

I reach my hand out towards you
But its as if you don't feel my touch
You do not acknowledge me much
Now there's nothing more I can do

The line is thin
From within
They say Hell's warm
They say I will live

With your hands in your pockets
You walk away
Drifting farther every day
And I, alone, standing between Hell and Earth
Insanity and the sane
Lose balance
And am swallowed by the red darkness

I scream until I can scream no more
Yet you still don't hear
And alone, I drown
I drown in my own sins
Drenched in my blood

Powerful Stuff!

I kept returning to this piece, I was strangely drawn to it LOL. There is so much being said here. No matter how hard one tries you can 'not be heard' I have been here, its so damn painful, and hope it is not happening to you, or to anyone for that matter!

Blessings!

Deborah

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