it was turning out to be a bad day, i could already tell i couldn't even try, i couldn't really sell i was very very sleepy, i was coming apart with no glue i couldn't hold together i thought that i was through as i fell apart i blew up and nearly got into a fight and it was just 1:00am, the middle of the night i could see it happening to me, already it had begun it was me, just me, and i was only one i could have asked myself if i had a choice or not, what had i said, that made you hate me so much as to wish me dead?? and then he turned and he smiled at me and the world suddenly became lighter at least i could see the darkness lifted it was only three and in the prison of my mind never had i felt so free.Birth sign: Aries
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