Sometimes James
Sometimes when its late at night,
and all is quite
I see reality all so clear-
I see the concrete walls and the steel bars
so near.
I feel so deeply alone, so removed from life and
the world outside-
This feeling of despair I cannot hide….
The walls close in-
The world grows Dim.
I’m blinded by the pain-
How can I remain here another second
And not go insane
Then I close my eyes,-I reach inside-
I push it all away with strength and will-
I breathe deep and slow till inside
Myself I am still..
And sometimes then, I reach out for you
I see your face-feel your warmth, sense your
Presence is near---
Auteur: Anita Mentink | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 23 april 2007 | ||
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