Dark Poetry #3 |
RUNNING NAKED |
RavenEye Junior Member
since 2003-05-02
Posts 29Ohio, USA |
Ripped naked, left cold on the hard cold floor. I'm dirty and torn from this world. I wonder when in hell will I get my turn. I'm blind. I'm lost out in the heavy snow and pouring rain. I'm running right behind you, but you've already passed me by six or seven times. Where is it that I am supposed to find what is mine? When will I be able to smile and look you in the eye without wishing avenge? I'm sick of the stupid mess I made of my life. I'm standing here waiting for you to take all I want to give. I long for the very hour when you'll accept me for who I am and for my sins, forgive Keep faith, hold your dreams in your palm of your hand as you reach for your goals! |
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