Alone I sit and cry A burnt out cig Symbolizes my life As i lie in an empty tub That is filled with imaginary bubbles made by me i lie here nude for i have been striped of everything that i am my hair tangeled and my body battered i feel pain for i am still alive i have nothing for i am nothing my tears an everlasting stream that fills around me and i am soon drenched in my own sarrow as i fight to be let free my struggle becomes simple as fate takes its hands and places them around my neck helping me make the final leap leaving me lieing there so i may become the person that i am now
Reason for writing:
life is life, i wrote this poem for me, it helps me express what i feel inside and what i dont show!! if you like this and have anythign you would like to ask or tell me please feel free to email me:o)
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