Chapter 1 - Dead On The Dirt Road
Submitted October 12, 2006 Updated October 12, 2006 Status Complete | i write alot of poems and this one is about my parents when the were mad at me for something i did wrong, it is also that i couldn't see my bf for a while because of it and i love him so yea :)
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Chapter 1 - Dead On The Dirt Road
Chapter 1 - Dead On The Dirt Road
Dead on the dirt road
His eyes stray from mine,
Her tears fell up her eyes,
They dont want to see me,
They feel empty and so do I
I feel daze, they feel sadness
Slowly walk, in my never ending sorrow
Prisoner to the darkness that I must pay
sun light covered by crying clouds
lay on my bed, with ever so long anguish
getting weaker by the minute
they have no slumber
await it to be just a nightmare
turn back time, yet has not it move?
Shaken, and sobbing
Death a prayer not been done
Run, and never find a way out
Madness slays my ever caring heart
Fear of lost, is fear of life
My loves kiss is faded from my lips
My fathers voice forever gone from hearing
My mothers cry, echoes in my soul
Drink has no taste now
Food no pleasure
I have fallen
And who will left me?
I have no one
I have fallen
And I am wounded
My cuts bleed
Blood stains me
My face deformed and beaten
My heart blistered and dead
I am on the dirt road of depression
All broken and shattered
Laying, waiting
When will he cure me?
Written by: Karen Bethez
206 words
His eyes stray from mine,
Her tears fell up her eyes,
They dont want to see me,
They feel empty and so do I
I feel daze, they feel sadness
Slowly walk, in my never ending sorrow
Prisoner to the darkness that I must pay
sun light covered by crying clouds
lay on my bed, with ever so long anguish
getting weaker by the minute
they have no slumber
await it to be just a nightmare
turn back time, yet has not it move?
Shaken, and sobbing
Death a prayer not been done
Run, and never find a way out
Madness slays my ever caring heart
Fear of lost, is fear of life
My loves kiss is faded from my lips
My fathers voice forever gone from hearing
My mothers cry, echoes in my soul
Drink has no taste now
Food no pleasure
I have fallen
And who will left me?
I have no one
I have fallen
And I am wounded
My cuts bleed
Blood stains me
My face deformed and beaten
My heart blistered and dead
I am on the dirt road of depression
All broken and shattered
Laying, waiting
When will he cure me?
Written by: Karen Bethez
206 words
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