I can't do it

by Sharlene   Nov 1, 2006


I cover my face then hit the ground water falls march down my cheek
I try to wobble up to my knees but my body now is weak
My eyes they glow a fiery red my face now is so hot
And as I fill this all take place my soul inside just rot
All my pain builds up at once like a volcano you see me blow
And once again you watch me cringe and drop down to my low
Strand by strand my hair flies out so mad don’t fill the pain
The things I go threw every day in this storm they are my rain
But instead of water they fill like knives slamming into my back
And as I lay there on the ground everything is what I lack
I sit up and wipe my eyes so puffy and scream this I can’t do
This ;life it fills like hell on earth can’t ever make it threw

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