The Back Door

by Danny   Dec 6, 2005


This unspoken feeling consumes me now. i wanna get rid of it, but i don't know how.
it clings to my spirit whispering in my ear, telling me things i don't wanna hear.
what happens now what do i believe. when even my own friends have the power to deceive.
so i shout in the secrete but no one is there, leaving me to rot in my own despair.
my spirit is ablaze, I'm internally sore, my very existence can't take it no more.
i have so many problems i don't know how, all i know is that i can solve them now.
i can fix this thing i have found my door, BANG!!! rest in peace i am no more.
DL-2005

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  • 19 years ago

    by Mel

    Great poem.. loved it xxxx

  • 19 years ago

    by dwight

    Nice poem, I like the flow of it. if you read it outload it sounds great
    dwight