growing, by eleanor maslen
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The black cloud never leaves
it just wont go away
i wanted to run realy fast
i'll break apart if i stay
no matter how i try
i just cant cure this pain
even sleeping scares me
what if i dont wake again?
what if i just fade,
like i was never here
my pictures turn to dust
thats my greatest fear
what if no one remembers me
and im a forgotten soul
what if i die now
never a chance to grow old.
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Posted: 2012-08-28 17:01:54 UTC |
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