• broken on the ground
    she looks up in to the eyes of darkness
    his beutiful brown eyes with that smile
    as she takes another pill the images haze
    the pain lessens
    thousands of things run thourgh her head
    bottom line is
    what if it doesn't work aging
    she pops another one
    drinks some from her bottle
    things around her haze more
    the darkness it's coming
    swallowing what every it can grasp from her
    her broken heart
    her broken soul
    any thing broken
    it talks her life image by image.
    last thought is darkness is my friend it is the only one to take me.