Thoughts

Silently a cold wind crashing into my skin
Made me realize, I was no where near 
The place where I had dream about
Where there would be nothing near to 
The darkness that I had in my life

Something was wrong, it was not that long
I have some memories, the blood, and the scream
That cold floor on the dark subway 
The train, the dim lights about to fade 
And the cuckoo in the clock, saying something

Then the thunder, lighting and rain 
Coldness surrounding and embracing the darkness
The light and the warmth had just gone
It was getting hard for me to breathe
I was loosing my sight; I could see people surrounding me
The siren I thought, will be the last thing I’ll hear
But I listened to the roar of train, my eyes filled with tear

And now I am here this place I do not know
It’s still the same life; I’m a loser, no where I can go
Death is what I wanted when I was alive
Death and Life is the same thing
Now I realize
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Lama Avatar
November 11, 2009 at 10:10 AM
so good yaar.just wanna let u know that i'm so proud of u
Mclaughlin Avatar
August 1, 2009 at 7:31 AM
Such strong images and one can feel the frustrations and emotions of poet.
Kendrick Avatar
August 1, 2009 at 6:19 AM
Interesting work. Sara
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