Barbara DiLorenzo-McCormick


The dagger stings
Drips with blood,
Tears within the ducts,
Are not able to cry Just flood,
Numb down a darkened hall,
Oblivian to it all,
The laughter without concept,
The target of sweet spite,
The mirage of happiness,
Within insane sight,
Numb down a darkened hall,
Pushed into a fall,
Morbid colors,
Strobe the atmosphere,
Running from demons,
But held there..,
Dragged down a darkened hall,
Eluding overthrown glass from the mirrored wall...................BAD-Mc..<3