Prisoner in a place like hell

by marcus   Aug 9, 2005


I sit here in thought
things racing through my head
The music sings to my emotions
But it doesn't cure my dread

I'm focused on the emotions
i feel them deep inside
having to be optomistic
In hope that I'll feel better in time

Now the end is here
I know my fate has come
So I can only sit and wait
Until these days are done

No matter how hard I try
My mind never clears
leave Louisburg for Garden
to be back with my peers

I can never stop thinking
Of the moments that have arrived
When I stop and look at everyone
And see of whom ive been depribed

The truth is never easy
truths that i've thought of today
Only prove that what I had
has all been taken away

So many people I know
Will forget about my life
thininking about those people
makes me want go back to my knife

and about my best frineds
I will miss them the most
I fear they will slowly start to disapear
almost like a ghost

still in garden city
the friend i hold most dear
but love bonds us together
so we have to persevere

Fear turns to sadness
And I feel both too well
Cuz I left those I love
For a place simalr to hell

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  • 19 years ago

    by coupon can

    Awesome poem....i love the last part.....ur an awesome writer.