Night of Experiences

 

 

Of my wishes for in this far away land

That I cannot be addressed as sadness

For I fear as I feel the restriction

The boredom would grip me as depression could

 

I always fear the depression lurking

As boredom takes another form of sadness

I can see my freedom has been jailed

And in this justice innocence must be proved

 

As I see others going about as free

They do not care if they are free

They wallow in paradise as humdrum

As the heat raise the slumber falls

 

Can not get into more active life

My Gucci bag has no place to go

Night can be livelier than this boredom

This life can be so restrictive for a girl of pleasure

 

This girl would be as a jail makes

It might as well be bars that retains

As the pun intents the bars is the desire

As the desires of the night life

 

 

 

Reviews

[Bhabie]

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[STEVEN]

beautiful honey...i just love the way you put things together...you are a special writer and i hope you continue to write forever...some hidden meaning here but understood by someone who knows you...keep the depression at bay and make the boredom go another way...you deserve all the best and i am hoping the best is what you are getting...love you....always...