Why

A Poem by ~Sorcha~

A masquerade ball under falling tears

Glass shards that shred the shadows

Revealed in light is the darkness surrounding us

Still I dance as the blood flows

Corpse like granite so cold so hard

Crumbling to dust in my arms

The mud encases me in the rain

I cannot be washed clean of my sins

Sitting in the crowd and the light

Darkness is mine alone

A wrist slit clean

A river of blood and you're gone

Lost... alone...

The world spins, ever turning

Gone... faded...

I am still here

But... why?

© 2010 ~Sorcha~

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Added on May 23, 2010
Last Updated on May 23, 2010

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~Sorcha~

Kaiserslautern, Germany (deployment), WA

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I like to write; these past few years I have just hit writer's block after block. There are so many things in my life I could write about, but I can still never seem to find the words for any of it. .. more..