Unknown

Alejandra

It sits in the corner 
In a pitch dark chamber of nothin' 
Spots fall everywhere 
Not expected 

It sits still 
Slowly breathing 
It calls no one finds 
It screams no one comes 
It yells no reaction 
It cries no motion 

It sits still 
Small shine comes soaks it's skin 
It knows it hurts 
No motion is out 
Slowly the life goes in 

Small drops fall 
Rouge of lament is over 
Nothin but a scar is left 

More then a few on it's bones 
Just a few left to define it 
There's no more cover 
It's tired 
It's just sick 
It's just had it 
It's gone 

The mind is powerful 
Yet for it 
All is left but to scar 
With the silk of tears that drip off it's skin 

"There's no use, in trying", 
It says 
With life in hands 
There's nothin' but to hear it 
Calling for life 
To bad it's silent to the mind 

Asleep the whole world is 
While it is drowned 
With guilt 
And no life 

It was just it 
Nothin but a 
"IT"