Messages In The Night

Distant cries –
Messages in the night.
Should I listen to these voices,
Or ignore the screams
Piercing my mind?

My hands prove me guilty,
The blood staining the skin.
Yet,
My mind proves me innocent,
This childlike being.

Where does fate carry me?
It shall be the decider.



Poetry by lexie
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Written on 2008-05-07 at 03:06

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