Fallen

Fallen

A Chapter by sorry my friends....

Here I sit,
Inside the biggest restaurant in Jacksonville.
My ipod in my ears,
Listening to the grating voice of Disturbed,
Hearing them preach what the hell is wrong with me.
It hurts,
But only a little.
The tea in my cup,
Began to warm my aching heart.
I'm sitting here,
Diving me into a tea-coated coma,
Numbing all my senses.
Stating with my hearing,
All the sounds around me,
Beginning to blend together into bland white noise.
Then my sight,
My eyes only focused on my cup of hot tea.
Finally my touch,
I found that evident from holding the once scalding porcelain cup,
Now only feeling its smooth texture.
My hand laying on fired hot steel,
My mind only focused on if I'll get another cup of tea to dull me out.
I feel it,
I'm falling.
Falling to the harsh,
Pain ridden ground,
Here heaven is untouchable.
I fall,
To where I go often,
Where I go to live,
Where I will return to die.
Might as well get used to it,
This feeling of pain and uncertainty.
I'm fallen,
Can you tell?



© 2010 sorry my friends....


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i love you're poems u put so much love in them

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