The Ghosts of my past.

September 13th, 2009-Numb

So is this where I belong?

Alone at the edge, waiting.. watching..

I’ve stopped breathing, the air poisons me.

My heart stops beating; and yet I feel nothing.

Numb.

My body is frozen in time.

I move, but feel nothing, go nowhere.

I am doomed to an eternity of this;

This nothingness.

This loneliness.

I see the knife go through my chest;

Again, and again.

But I still can’t feel it.

Warm tears wash away my face.

I’ve forgotten how to live.

My empty mind is blown away in the wind.

I am nothing.

There is nothing left of what once was me.

I’m worn away with the time.

But I am still here.

I still haunt this place where I am trapped.

Forever, and ever.

Waiting; watching.