DOOR#3

by kristina   Nov 15, 2006


My whole life has fell apart
There's nothing left in my heart
I don't know where to go or turn
Why do I live my life just to burn
In a torturous hell
Why.. I can't even tell
I don't know where to go
Why do I feel so low
I don't know what to do
Or who I can turn to
I don't know who I can trust
I feel as if I'm about to bust
With anger and pain
Things just aren't the same
As they were a long time ago
I really just don't know
Who I am anymore
So I pick a door
And I walk through
But the minutes are few
Until I realize that I made a mistake
For my own sake
I try to retrace my path
But I guess it's time for God's wrath
Next thing I feel the fire engulf me
Why didn't I see
That I messed up
I guess I was so wrapped
Up in everyday life
That I forgot to check twice
But now it's to late
I guess this is my fate
This is what I deserve
But this spot I didn't reserve
My life flashes before my eyes
And I ask myself why
Why did or didn't I do that
But I can't turn back
Why couldn't I see
That I should've picked door #3
But I guess I didn't care
Where I might go from there
Now there is no cure
For the pain I must endure
For the rest of eternity
Now I wish I would've picked door #3

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