"Die In My Prayers"
I've never had much, but what I had I've lost/
My heart turned cold, then the cold turned to frost
The frost turned to ice, and iced up my eyes/
Lonely on the inside, I walked around blind
People talked their advice, but I couldn't hear what they said/
Cause walking the darkside, I could talk with the dead
All the thoughts in my head, had me thinking pure evil/
Premeditated steps, to the removal of people
Who I felt did me wrong, never belonging I roamed/
So many years crying tears, yet clinging to hope
Cause it's all that I had, that an a pad and a pen/
Now it all seems sad, but it mattered back then
So I'd never change back then, and I ain't mad at them/
Payback was in pen, and it weren't an accident
Step by step, I've climbed these stairs/
So when I breathe my last breath, I'll die in my prayers.
Copyright 2010 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)
- Author: The Elusive Mr Dunne (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 5th, 2022 17:43
- Category: Reflection
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