| » Poem: Driven To The Edge |
Driven To The Edge
written by psycho_bunny08:15 PM 4/15/04Days alone... thinking of nothing but him.
Family fights.
Writing poems every night.
Walking alone with nowhere to go.
Complaining and crying... whats the point of dying?
seconds seem like eternity... and music is all that heals my pain.
Never is there light to shed on my many questions and the only one answerd is to keep fighting,fighting my way through life.... and as I make my path my way becomes more and more unclear.
|
All (c)Copyrights reserved by the Original Author.
Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
My life on bad days.
[ View psycho_bunny's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ]
This Poem has been viewed 424 times
|
|
|
|
