Face Of Endless Pain

by

Faye Hoffman

I lie here in the darkness.
The walls are closing in.
The shadows share an emptiness,
I've chose to live within.

If only I could close my eyes,
and drift on clouds up high.
But darkness is the soul that cries,
he feeds your will to die.

Sinking down into this wall,
I grasp for something real.
But he's the one,who makes the call,
in the night,when time stands still.

Once again,as morning nears,
the shadows still remain.
I'll try and break these frozen tears,
from my face of Endless pain.

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