Thinking

by girly†   Jun 16, 2005


I was walking home late one night
filled with grief and sorrow
Thinking how nice it would be
to not wake up tomorrow

I decided not to go home
Instead went to a park
and sat there all alone
not at all afriad of the dark

I told my self I'm worthless
there's no point for me
I prayed to god that I could die
and in peace I would be

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  • 18 years ago

    by Savanna Elaine

    Hey hunni! DONT ever think your worthless your not! And i love the poem

  • 19 years ago

    by Nina

    I like this poem