Glyn Norton Poet Rhyme

A Place To Hide

These woods are dark
No one will hear my cry
These woods are dark
No one to see me die.

This knife of mine is very sharp
Will I not feel the pain
This knife of mine is very sharp
Cut deep into my vein.

The flames so hot inside my car
The pain now starts to fade
The flames so hot inside my car
Now alone, I am so afraid.


Too late now to go for help
My heart is pounding fast
Too late now to go for help
Now, my time has passed.

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Carol Sunshine Brown May 21, 2012 at 1:40 PM It was a pleasure to read your poetry this Monday afternoon Glyn. I wish you much inspiration that you may continue with your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Have a wonderful fun loving week and keep the old pen flowing. Love, Carol

Anne-Lise Andresen May 21, 2012 at 7:16 AM Very well written Glyn, wish you all the best. - oxox Anne-Lise