Pain and sufering

by todd   Sep 12, 2006


Here i am aster the incident,
things i don't think i was meant to see
things of hirer
things of tram things i wish i never saw

now is to late i seen what i saw
Werther i was meant for me to see or not
no matter what i do i cant seem to
stop recalling that moment
in time i wish i could
i wish there was a way to end it

but there is i could jump and fall thousands of feet to the ground
or find a way to turn the mental into the physical but that would be to easy

but now i am here with that image in my head going over and over
with no way to stop it
i wish there was but there is not
and the only thing i can do not is
go and deal with it.

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