Hey. A neurotic poem by me. Written during one of me bad days.
Depressing. Here ya go.
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White.Black.Red.
Spiraling death
Down.down.down.
Becoming numb to the pain
until the pain becomes
nothing at all.
Being scared so often that
fear is nothing.
Death is no fear at all,
the only fear left
is living another day
of pain
and no pain at all.
Of fear
of nothing.
Trapped in a paradox
Hating life
And fearing death.
Death.Fear.Pain.
Never.
Ever.
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There you go. Depressing, ne? If you can't get who this is about go away.
Not really any point in reviewing, but if you have an opinion of some sort
feel free. I'll make a point of a epilogue of some sort.
Or not. Whatever.