Monday, August 4, 2008


I hurt,
And I'm alone
Heart is beating,
I'm on my own.

Anger in my blood,
Therefore I bite.
Prowling the streets,
A bloodhound at night.

No longer in control,
I cannot change.
Vicious is my soul,
It's rather strange.

Mission is classified,
One right and one wrong way.
Prime directives pacified,
One trust, one great day.

Visions ending,
Never living.
No judgments,
Never dying.