My life Is Like A Match That Has Burned Itself Out

by Jason scorpio - Not entered

I feel the Black Wind blow through my hair
There's no one to help me
there is no one there
And my life is as empty as ceiling at which i stare

It seems there is no one like me
No one that feels the same
Sad and lonely like a cold dark rain

The Sun is never shining on me
The darkness is always out
And no one seems to hear me when i scream and shout

I sit and wait and lie in vain
Hoping for some help
And my life is like a match that has burned itself out

Reason for writing:

    This poem really relates to how i feel. I always write the way i feel. I submited it so people that feel like me have something that relates to them.    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1997-02-09 16:43:19
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:18
Poem ID: 46581

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