Without You
Wasted
Unnoticed by everyone
Trapped in my
Miserable existence
Invisible
Tears running
down my face, Red Tears
Tears from the bleeding Soul,
Staining my face
Passed by as
I was just waste
on the sidewalk,
Just disposable waste
Cold and Empty Stares
Piercing my Body, and
Petrifying My Soul
like the wicked Medusa
Shattering
My Soul is gone
As I am taken away
Into the Shadowy Depths
Daniel Huron `00
