by kate Mar 25, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I stair out my window and wonder whats out there for me,maybe its right there infront of me or maybe its something i cant see...the light seems to point me its way, maybe there is where my something likes to stay... the wind calls to me with sweet whispering words..follow? maybe, i guess... walking following the sound and light, looking around for something in my sight..walking more and more, i see nothing, no door or even my window anymore...nothing to see but that light that leads me, now i wonder are they playing tricks on me?.. no more light only sound.. wishing i could find whats out there for me..so i still wonder walking free starting to believe theres nothing out there for me and that i begin to see.. |
by Baby Rainbow
Theres something out there, just have to find it, well done!! good poem xxx |