time standing still in its path;
breathe holding itself in place,
the rain shadows my tears in them;
a soul colder then the winter air,i walk on ;
on a path to doom.

all blurred imageries of my mind;
distinct pictures of pain before my eyes,
the pain still echoes in this hollow soul;
bleeding and hurt,the laughter killing my tears.

trembling,without a murmur,i cry;
carrying the burnt of unknown sins;
a choice to be made in pain and anger,
walking on the border of sanity and insanity;
i let the anger feed my madness......