Ms.Marwa Samy


I'm Too Sad!


I'm too sad
I'm devastated
No one is sadder than me
I can't even breathe naturally
If I only know a way
To run away from the goast I c
The goast of sadness
To fight it is aimless
I wanna be a little sparrow
I wanna get out of this narrow
I wanna fly to the freedom sky
Even it means to die
I'm too sad
A million rivers of sadness is feeding ma heart
My heart can beat no more of this hurt
Is ther e any ray of hope
Is there in the lake any other boats
To sail away of darkness
I'm seeking for the shines
I'm too sad
I'm not ran out of tears
It just can't get free out of ma fears
I'm too sad
I'm too lonely
I'm too tired
I'm dying slowly
All I can do is praying
So, please God help me
To get free from ma brain …… ma soul ……… ma heart ……
To get free out of me …….

Submitted: Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, October 10, 2012

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