Chanz Posted April 9, 2003 Report Share Posted April 9, 2003 Stuck in a hospital bed, Pain surging through my head. Everyone rushes past, Everythings happening so fast. Does anyone remember about poor little old me? You know, the one stuck here; who can't be free. Hate and anger wash over me- bringing me down, Frustration and restrictions, not letting me turn around. Dragging me down into the black, This has gone too far- can't turn back. Suffocating and choking in a world of pain, My feelings extinguished; like fire in rain. Drowning in a pool of rage, Can't get out- because i'm stuck in a cage. People walk past and just stare, Everyone so fake, pretending to care. Their friendships so false, As fake as a dead mans pulse. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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