Searching

by Chris aka Reaper   Jan 23, 2011


Asleep at the wheel from all the kaos within this place
In a car underwater,waiting to be saved from these tears that run down my face
Wings spread like a butterfly,
Lungs full of smoke,realxed from my high,I soar through our cloudy skies
Looking for a place filled with love and passion,tired of dealing with all this hatred
All this pain,all the blood seaping out my vains,I'm tired of feeling like I'm tied down by chains;
So I just keep searching for this place without kaos,
Hoping one day I'll find it
If I don't well at least I tried finding it!

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  • 13 years ago

    by Dontay

    I like that poem.......u write good....

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