by shawn hoskins Apr 28, 2006
category :
Life, society /
other
I can hear car's just a going but i'm stuck in this prison watching the lights a glowing, Want a hot meal and to see my kid's but i'm stuck here paying for the things i've did, Just wish i could feel the heat from the morning sun but i know that not going to happen so i'll sleep on this concrete till morning comes, I've asked for forgivness many times before i know someone can hear me and thats for sure, So i'll keep my head held high looking through this small window at the pretty blue sky watching the world go by paying for my sins till the day i die. |
Dang! so many peoms and i don't know where to start! i really like this poem! great job...maybe if you separe lines be eaier to read! 4/5~ |
by Sondos
The words are well put togethor and it seems that your so desperate that its just let out |
by Bridgette
Wow I really like this poem. I especially like the way that you ended it. Kind of inspiring. I really liked this. Great job! 5/5** |