Snowstorm

by Owner of an Untamed Heart   Aug 9, 2011


One time I woke up
in the middle of the night
I had the craziest dream
about the mistakes in my life

that crack in my reflection
shown through that busted mirror
and even though I didn't see it
the problem couldn't get clearer

another time, I couldn't go to sleep
something triggered in my head
I thought it was just a crazy dream
until I found someone in my bed

why do I feel so empty ?
why do everyday I feel so weak
to my knees, to the fact that
I just can't breathe ?

now every time I walk down the street
there's always crossroads
staring back at me
don't know why I just lose control

all the wrong things that I've done
will bite me in the butt one day
each day I feel more and more like a crumb
and the feeling won't go away

instead of sitting here moping about my life
and wishing I was never born
I'd rather try to be strong, lift my head up
and bury all my sins in a snowstorm

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  • 13 years ago

    by Asia

    I remember this poem from skool. we had to write something for music; you must've finished it, tho. I dont remember it being this long.

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