poem 8
burning
burning away from this world in a flash of flames and light they come for me in a new thought. doing wronge i have no second thought. doing right i do not know what i am anymore. leaving this world for another is hard and unaccomplishable. sadly they came for me taking me from my cell of pain and showing me the world in a new light showing me life in all its beauty. burning away my past in a flash of flame and light sstarting me a new. for all the see a new tablet to be scratched a new glass to be filled.
kenshin0012 · Tue Jun 05, 2007 @ 05:55pm · 0 Comments |