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Friday, August 28, 2015

Wonderment

Sitting here, staring at the stars. Lying on the grass. Listening to the cars. Thoughts are rushing through my mind. Feelings of anger and hurt is what I find. Wondering how this all could be. Why are these bad things happening to me. Watching the clouds as they pass by. Asking why as the tears fall from my eye. My heart starts to throb and hurt in my chest. I never feel like I deserve the best. I've screwed up my life and let many down. As I lay in my bed, in my own tears I drown. So help me to see and help me understand. Lend me your ear and give me your hand.

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