Counting Sheep

by Second to None   Oct 6, 2009


At night I lay in the street
Wondering if death I will meet
The rush all the cold wind sweeps
I become get wet as the sky weeps

I want to be one with the night
Laying here just feels so right
The scratching of cars on the curb
JUST HIT ME SO MY SCREAMS CAN BE HEARD!

As rain beats down upon my chest
Sleeping in the street is were I belong best
I am playing hop scotch with my life
Right foot on run left foot on knife

Winding sidewalks cracks and all
Which one of these will cause me to fall
Step, step I carefully walk
As I lay myself to sleep i will no longer talk

I count sheep on more time
My sadness had finally crossed the line
Today I have had my final fight
One sheep, two, this is my last good-night

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  • 14 years ago

    by ilikepurple222

    This was very sad, but really good at the same time! i liked reading it and it sounds amazing! keep it up and never stop writing because you have serious talent! would you please read and comment on my "scars" poem?? i would love some feedback.

  • 15 years ago

    by MERCY is never shown

    Wow i love the last two stanzas they were amazing you really are a great writer 5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Wereallbladesarntwe

    Your very talented for one so young,
    i wonder if we have lived past lives?
    Because some of us have a memory talent
    far beyond our years,great write, keep in there,xp

  • 15 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    I reallly loved the last two stanzas i found it as the strongest point and i liked the imagery as well nice work.

  • 15 years ago

    by Hollywood

    I loved the last line It was awesome
    Totally dark and out there
    just wanting someone to hear your crys
    just want someone to listen to you
    I feel the same most days.
    Loved it.
    Take Care

    -Kortney

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