the foggy road
I walk a foggy road
I walk with a smile on my face but inside I don't see anything to smile at
I walk to nowhere
I walk straigt ahead but I don't move
I walk with people but I don't know them
Inside I cry
Inside I feel anger
Inside I am numb
Inside I feel alone
Sometimes I can hear myself say: "Why not stop life"
but I can't do that
I am not afraid off death but I am not thrilled about living either
Only one thing keeps me here and that is
I will never stop fighting
I will never close the book before I have read it from front to back
I will never stop because maybe it will end well
I walk with a smile on my face but inside I don't see anything to smile at
I walk to nowhere
I walk straigt ahead but I don't move
I walk with people but I don't know them
Inside I cry
Inside I feel anger
Inside I am numb
Inside I feel alone
Sometimes I can hear myself say: "Why not stop life"
but I can't do that
I am not afraid off death but I am not thrilled about living either
Only one thing keeps me here and that is
I will never stop fighting
I will never close the book before I have read it from front to back
I will never stop because maybe it will end well
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Mevrouw Melzer: | Vrijdag, juli 18, 2008 23:11 |
| nou! daar ga ik wel van uit :) misschien zelfs als je minnekozend achterover hangt? x | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Eli B | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 juli 2008 | ||
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