My last night

by watson   Aug 28, 2007


Alone in the night
i walk the streets
waiting, wishing
for some one new to meet

alone in the night
i lie awake
asking myself
is this really my fate

alone in the night
i cry hour upon hour
only because
they have the power

alone in the night
i begin to realize
the disturbing thought
Ive become what i despise

surrounded in the night
all eyes are on me
all of this because
i would not fall to a knee

surrounded in the night
with a knife held high
here we go again
its my time to die

surrounded in the night
everyone stares in fright
some wondering, some hoping
this is my last night

surrounded in the night
"life is mine, ill live it my way"
nothing else matters
cause there i lay....

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  • 16 years ago

    by Meme

    I really loved this poem its amazin
    5/5

    yours,
    ~gIrL~