Sitting here all alone.
I'm cold to the bone.
It's dark in here,
My head is filled with fear.
I have no place to turn,
I can feel myself about to burn.
I feel flames rising around me,
Tearing at my flesh constantly.
Why I'm cold I don't know,
But this pain will surely grow.
I feel chills up my spine,
As the cold leaves with time.
The flames are searing through my body,
Everything is very foggy.
These are my last few moments left,
All because I committed a theft.
I'm a thief,
Or that is my own belief.
Some say I'm not.
But I know I'm caught.
I ask them, Can't you see?
Me working away silently?
Stealing something so great,
It can turn love into hate?
It can turn right from wrong?
And make you painfully long,
For that someone to come to you,
And have them love everything you do.
I stole that from him,
And now I'll get torn limb from limb.
I stole his heart,
And now I'm here in the dark.
But I never regret it,
And I'll never forget it.
The love I found,
From the sky to the ground,
It'll never surpass,
The heart that beats so fast.
Now I'll burn in hell.
But I find it just as well.
For now he is gone,
And didn't even leave a light on.
He said he'd return,
And for that I'll burn.
For if I didn't take his heart,
I'd wouldn't be here in the dark.
-Mandielynn 8/30/98
