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by Willie   Apr 27, 2005



I don't know everything But i do know that ima die
Ive seen my own death through my own eyes
i hide it just like i hide hell
I look into my head to have a clear picture
But nothing shows but an empty well
I Turn off the lights,turn off the t.v
I'd stare at it for hours
Trying to figure out if its really me
There is nothing at all except a cry waiting to be free
A small heart beat that tries to be kind
but it is entwined with my anger mind
That tells time when ima die
Then i wake up from my deep sleep
And Hear the whole world crying out to me
I want to help but got to many bruises on my self
To much hate from a father who only cause me pain
But I don't even bother U could take my broken wings
I know the gates are already closed i can feel it from within
Its too late theres already been a change in my own fate
To much cries from an angels eyes
Cause one to many people filling me up with lies

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