The sunshine

by ShoRty   Nov 28, 2005


The sunshine is on me
I'm looking out a window
why is it sunshine?
this i don't know

i sit and watch the people
that you cant see
they are freezing cold
from all the rain inside me

i soar like a kite
up high in the sky
who are you to tell my
that i cannot fly?

no! no more needles
i promise ill be good
peacefully and silent
just like i should

sering goes in clean
needle doesn't break
my heartbeat slows down
with every breath i take

my eyes roll back
and my eyelids drop
i start to cry
as the voices stop

the window is fading
the sunshine is dead
the voices are gone
from inside my head

I'm all alone
when my episode is done
there is no window
and i was never in the sun

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  • 19 years ago

    by Michael Mantione

    This is a really good poem but i think you meant to say "me" instead of "my" i think well in any case this is a great poem keep it up!