dreams
i sometimes when i am a sleep enter the a world
a dream world ,dark,sad and lonely
and i met someone who looks like me
looks like me but not me
she's begging me to let her take control
and i let her because she's strong and i am weak
because she will protect me more than any one has ever had
i let her take control because she knows how to take charge
and i don't i'll go crazy but she won't
she knows how to deal with every situation
but then even her gets tired of this life
she wants to cease to exist
just like i want to cease to exist
and soon we both will get our wish
death
a simple and better way to get out of all this pain. frustration and hurt
a death that we both want
This poem was written by princess auguste on Sep 30, 2006.
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