Jul 2014
Every night his head rests upon me
Each day the weight of his thoughts and burdens grow
Can no one honestly see
His desire for happiness and life will no longer flow
Alone, trapped in a nightmare
Waiting to feel the fall and wake
He has created his own lair
And wont let anyone in for their own sake
All I can do is sit here and watch
Oh look, what a surprise, another notch
His sorrow is flattening me
And I believe its time for people to see.
Each day the weight of his thoughts and burdens grow
Can no one honestly see
His desire for happiness and life will no longer flow
Alone, trapped in a nightmare
Waiting to feel the fall and wake
He has created his own lair
And wont let anyone in for their own sake
All I can do is sit here and watch
Oh look, what a surprise, another notch
His sorrow is flattening me
And I believe its time for people to see.
We had to write a poem in my grade 12 drama class about a time we felt lonely. We then had to share them with the rest of the class. Thanks Mrs Benson for always pushing me and caring for me. You were the best teacher I've had yet.
