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by Pablo Jan 24, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I long to run away From this place I must call home I cant wait to reach the end Of this life I don't want to be alone I'm almost there Ive been pushed to the edge Its almost time to fall I can look over But I see nothing I have nothing left at all This is my future Its nothing but dust Nothing but fate Well now that I'm here But not yet gone I dint wanna be late My fate lies before me Sad that this is all that awaits Now its time for me to go On the way down I feel the emptiness in my heart And I cry as I think of the things Ill never know.
by stephalee
wow this is an awsome poem keep writing ~ROCK ON~