perched on the dark waters edge
my pale reflection
rippling in Lake Bodom
it's eerie past
a reflection of my own
I see my lost teenage soul
I feel a strange connection
to the horrors of this lake
the trauma that I cannot shake
since my life was altered
I've drowned in regret
my once radiant soul now seeks death
I tell my reflection to please pull me in
Pull me to Bodom's pit, Pull me in
I belong in this ravaged lake of sin
Carina Fosse
18.10.2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
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