Email Poem

Your IP Address: 18.191.53.120

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

sleep
Lying here on the edge of sleep
Just before I fall in to deep
On this edge I see so clear
Standing above all that I fear
Sometimes seeing time stand still
Eyes watching against their own will
Yesterday Is so easy to see
Seeing tomorrow's not so free
Like a puzzle, pieces all apart
Never knowing where to start
Darknes ,then light  flowing so fast
All our Tomorrow's turns into our own past
Going forward while we're stepping back Thinking sanity is on the attack 
It already has a big crack
Saying its the price to be free
Nothing is as we see
Fighting through these unfamiliar sights
Losts in the lights
Dazed at all i I see
This price to be free
So much it seems to cost
Feeding on the souls of the lost
So many heading down this same road
Tired, they still carry their own load
Its a big circle they go
But this is something they will never know
Its all they can see
In this fight to be free

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required