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I sit in the darkness, it’s all black and cold.

I try to remember the reasons for theses tears.

Why do I so often cry, without knowing why?

I keep my mind open, but my heart stays closed.

I can’t seem to face all the feelings, the fears.

I just want to run from the places I’ve been

And escape in my mind to a place where I’ve never lived.

It seem that everywhere I go becomes a bad place,

All I want is to inspired someone to be great,

But I don’t think I can, I’m all lost in time,

I can’t ever escape, I know cause I’ve tried.

Sometimes I sing all alone in the rain,

And dream of what could have been.

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