The darkest night
Makes for the brightest stars
I wish I could take flight
And tour past mars
But I’m stuck on Earth
Staring at the sky
Contemplating what I’m worth
Wishing I could fly
Oh what I’d give
To get so far away from this place
I’m losing my will to live
I can't handle the challenges I face
The sky calls to me
It gives me hope
That one day I may be
Willing to drop the rope
But for now it will stay
Tied nice and neat
I can feel it sway
As I am taken off my feet
As I take my last breath
I wonder if I made my mark
At least I know my death
Will be in the comfort of the dark
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Author:
E. Knox (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 2nd, 2018 00:19
- Comment from author about the poem: Poem #2! I tried my hand at a simple rhyme scheme. It's a touch on the depressing side though. Any feedback is much appreciated!
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Comments1
Tough read, but I was hooked from beginning to end. Very well written
Thank you! Kind words from an amazing poet.
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