Sunday, November 25, 2012

I slowly breathe in Gasping on this air so thin I'm tearing from within Remembering every sin I want to scream and shout But a word, I won't let out In my beliefs I am not devout My body flows full of doubt These poems are all the same There's no point to this game I have only myself to blame As my head rest in shame These wounds Inflicted with no gain Like I'm working against the grain I lash out in vain So oblivious to this pain The origin of it still unknown Maybe it's not all my own With it's presence I don't condone I shouldn't feel so alone People who care surround me Willing to help for no fee Still I fear they'll flee For my intentions are hard to see

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