A Poem...
I Sit Up In My Bed And Think
I sit up in my bed and think,
Of times that have gone by,
Of joy and pain, wind and rain,
Dead kings and where they lie,
I sit up in my bed and think,
Of this pain inside my heart,
This hollow feeling in my breast,
Like I'm being ripped apart,
I sit up in my bed and think,
"My life is such a mess,"
I can't seem to get my head on straight,
Is this some kind of test?
I sit up in my bed and hope,
It won't always be this way,
One day someone will come to save me,
To spirit me away,
I sit up in my bed and hope,
One day I'll reach the light,
'Cause right now I'm lost in the dark,
My dreams are under blight,
I sit up in my bed and know,
It's gonna be alright,
Because my God is here beside me,
And I'm perfect in HIS sight!
Whaddya think? Profound or WHAT?? Like it? Want me to write one for you? E-mail me at
da_jalman@yahoo.com. :-D
3 Comments:
OMG OMG OMG
OH MY GOSH!!!!!
Sad people write such nice poems!!!!
;)
Sad to say. Yet,so true. So true.
What's true!!!!???!!!! The poem is true? or I'm a sad person?!!!?!?!?!?! Huh!?!?!?! Grr... (I feel so insulted),
Pffft.. sad person my...foot.
But Hey,
Life's Like That...Muahahahaha
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