Submissions by Viscous

Years; that's the time
that I've wasted-
Wasted on searching for
something that no one else can
help me find.

The time that I've wasted
is time never replaced-
Almost sickening
Like a slap in the face

From one man to another-
One week to the other,
All I hear is the ticking
Of my souls clock...

From the edge of the razor,
To the scars of the cut,
Damn, how the hell did I
Get myself into this rut?...

My cries and screams
Obviously muted,
Alone in this prison...
So...