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Mar 2016
I live in a place where dreams go to die
Reliving every moment of my wretched past
Sometimes I wanna hang my head and cry
And hopeful that this feeling will not last

But reality sets in and I am trapped within myself
With no way of escape and the guilt consumes me
Begging for my shattered soul to be taken of the shelf
To close my eyes for good and to be forever set free

I know there is a reason that I wake up every day
And every day is a new day though I struggle to survive
I have come a long way just to throw it all away
But there are times that I wish that I wasn't still alive

I know that things will get better and more clearer
With the hand of God to help me guide my way
And I will be patient as I know I am getting nearer
The time will come when I spread my wings to fly away
Chris Fortune
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