The Chornicles Of A Dark Heart Part 1 The Cry Poem by David Knox
The Chornicles Of A Dark Heart Part 1 The Cry
Help help I cry
no one cares why
they just pass me by
day after day
ignored again
i try and open for them
but they lock me in my emotionless pen
Why would they care?
I mean who said life was fair?
whoever did was wrong
and probably didn't live too long
My fate is my demise
even if they let me open my pen or care now
its too late... my fate i cannot break my ties (to it)
But the real hero is the one who stands against the tides of time....... Juss challenge yourself and don't give it up........ REst is the BON Jovi Stuff
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just try and hold on through the darkest nights. and when the new day dawns. perhaps your heart will feel light. so hold on and just wait for one day soon somewhere... there will be one who will care.~~~~~~~~~~~marci.m.