A broken bottle beside me
I lay in the gutter
defeated, with glass cutting into my soul
The result of a descent into a deep dark hole
...
Wind billows through the clock tower
Blowing my soul away
Like water in a shower
I watch leaves float away
...
Defeated
A broken bottle beside me
I lay in the gutter
defeated, with glass cutting into my soul
The result of a descent into a deep dark hole
with no escape
every moment i lay still i can hear life leaving my body
soon i shall lie still forevermore
defeated like a wounded animal.
nice poems! !