Just a thought...

Just a thought...

A Poem by W. Lynch

I'm lying here.

I'm lying here.

I'm dieing here,

And still i fear

 

That if I 

Open my eyes

One more time

I will despise

                          Being Alive.

I'm running there.

I'm running their

Minds and lives.

And is it fair

 

That I don't care?

And if I did

And of myself

I would certainly rid

                                  The World.

© 2009 W. Lynch


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