Death's Alleyways

I wake in the morning,

And feel a deep ache,

Surrounding my heart,

And making me shake.

Dragged through the day,

I hide it away,

I keep it at bay,

So I seem okay.

I get back to bed,

And lay down my head,

Hiding with dread,

The pain in my head.

Lying I'm okay,

I fear I will stray,

Back to old days,

Of death's alleyways. 

Reviews

[Linear]

Though a sad subject you made it flow with rhyme.
There is much to admire in your poetry, I truely enjoyed :O)

[Boldpen]

Simple but truly wonderful.
To make such things happen, it needs a lot of talent.
Your creation had an amazing flow.
The words were fantastic!
just got wrapped at my tongue.
great job!