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Jul 2013
Some times I fear I will die alone,
On a sad gloomy and rainy day
With no one to mourn at my funeral,
Each raindrop a tear I let people shed,
Now there's no more to be shed
Just my casket and the grave digger,
My body Breathless,
Out of life
unable to wake up and
make amends of where I went wrong
Unable to make my wrongs right,
Unable to reconcile with my family
the only people who loved me genuinely,
And now all that's left of me,
A bad legacy,
If only God would grant me a second chance
to change things
Be a better person!
If only the clock would rewind!
I would .....
Written by
blosssomingvanie  kampala
(kampala)   
670
   AJ
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