PrisonerA Poem by RiNNA<3Written for everyone out there with an incurable disease.PRiSONER. I dance alone Not because I want to But because I have to.
I used to be a happy child. I remember vividly how A smile would form on my lips When I splashed in mud. My heart beats with joy during Those moments I playfully Argue with my best of friends. I never thought those simple Taken for granted moments in My life would disappear.
I used to sing along with The morning birds perched Outside my window. I loved to dip my cubby Fingers into the bowl of Brownie mix my mother Made every Sunday. My friends and I would Sit on my bed and gossip About boys while doing our nails. It never crossed my mind at all That these everyday moments Would be gone so easily.
Like a wall of mirror Being shattered with my Bare head, I ended up On the other side. Where there is no sign Of life nor death. Where everything is just Inbetween. For you aren't quite sure Whether you'll die today Or tomorrow.
I am trapped in this place 'Til the day I die.
With no where to run, I only hold a pencil and paper Writing every single moment of My life Because writing is evidence That I am Alive. © 2009 RiNNA<3Reviews
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Added on August 17, 2009Last Updated on November 28, 2009 Previous Versions AuthorRiNNA<3Aboutjust a girl. no more, no less. someone hoping to find her passion, her dreams. a girl who wants to express herself through words and a world created by no one but herself. just a girl. more..Writing
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