| Written by Diana, on 21-03-2002 10:15 |
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Sadness, I know it well
It haunts me day to day
And I have this sick'ning, daunting fear
It'll never go away.
It hangs over me like storm clouds,
And when it rains it pours.
I crack and break with every step
Like rotting wooden floors.
I sit and wait for this to leave,
I wait all day and night,
But weeks will pass before I learn
To stand up and take flight.
My mind will waste, my heart grow weak
My wings will lose their strength,
The time it takes to ease this pain
Will increase in length.
I'll lose the hope I had before
I sat around to wait,
Fear will turn to anger
And anger to hate.
And those who tried to help me
Will no longer wish me well,
I'll lock myself away for good
In a make-shift prison cell.
The sentence, emotional death,
I'll lose my freedom to take a breath.
I'll never see another day
All because I lost my way.
So if you're sad and losing hope
Remember this advice,
Stand up at once and take control
And don't ever think twice.
Last update: 21-03-2002 10:15
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