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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2009 Apr 24 Comment on this Work [[2009.04.24.19.58.16214]] |
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I walk through this garden, falling to the dirt, I can't walk anymore, legs hurt. My heart is broken, There's no use hopin. I feel so alone, my bones are cold, I need you here to warm me up, to hold. I think I'm slowly dying inside, Soon it will no longer be able to hide. Should I continue to take my prescription, Or just let my life end, with no description. Sitting in this cold hospital makes you think, Looking around as my eyes blink, Dying of dehydration, I need a drink. Man, I hate these feelings, love stinks. Stupid men, fliratious ways, the winks. I wish I was never created with emotion, And there would be no commotion. For I would have no devotion, Sometimes I think life is not fair, Its as if everyone has someone, but I'm left to stare, Left in the dust and unaware, Have no one to love me and care, And that's why lifes not fair. Memories of you will always haunt, Your smile and laughter will always taunt, To have someone is all I want. This girl is left only with tears streaming down her faces, she cries, Trying to reveal the truth, when so long its been covered with lies, And she will find what she is looking for, while inside she dies. |