shaun skarnes


Out on her own
Cold and alone
Lost in nightmares
And loneliness
She lies on the hard,
Crooked floor
She longs to be like you

In the dark night
She silently screams
Praying to be seen through death
Her life melts away
Leaves her alone
Laying on the cold floor
In silent bliss
As the tiny heart of the
Unborn child

Lays still on the floor
For ever more

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 11, 2007
Poem Edited: Thursday, December 23, 2010

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Comments about Foolish by shaun skarnes

  • Ian Curtis (1/21/2007 2:13:00 PM)

    Excellent, a very sad yet intriguing

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