End's Arrival

by loosing grip   May 13, 2005


I'm sitting in this mess,
surrounded by mistakes.
thinking why I'm so alone,
tears stream, I get the shakes.

Night after night I sit,
reminiscing over my past.
Wishing to take back every minute,
wishing every minute was my last.

I'm loosing grip,
surrounded by fear.
hope drains away,
the end is here.

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  • 19 years ago

    by silent submission

    dont even think about it
    i luv ya just keep hanging on.

  • 19 years ago

    by Gunjan

    good job
    great work
    5/5