Freedom

by Marques Sawyer   Nov 17, 2004


As i open my eyes you weren't there.i scream out your name over and over again but your not there.

as i open my eyes tears slowly seep through. as i cry my eyes dry i think of why you are not here.

as i open my eyes blood slowly runs down my wrist.as i bleed i think of why you are not here.

as i open my eyes i see a white light.I try reaching for you to come with me but you were not there.

as i open my eyes and get closer to the white light i think of why you wasn't there.you were always there it was my time...my time to be freed.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Arnold

    Can see where your goin but could use a little work...overall good job though

  • 20 years ago

    by Marques Sawyer

    please vote

  • 20 years ago

    by Marques Sawyer

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