DarknessA Poem by Doroteja Tia Tolic
It's 5 a.m.
I'm here alone,in this empty room And then i see that's my tomb Im here alone for eternity Waiting for someone to save me from the dark But all i see is the mark Of my own presence Trying to see the light Waiting for my white knight But he isn't going to come Now i know what i had And i'm making myself sad Thinking about my old home,the tree in front of my bedroom window My best friend Gerard Who always hang out at my yard Not anything can replace all of that They've all vanished to the darkness And i still remember that old red dress That i wore the last day i saw them It's still 5 a.m. And i'm waiting for someone to save me © 2013 Doroteja Tia Tolic |
StatsAuthorDoroteja Tia TolicOsijek, Hrvatska, CroatiaAboutI write mainly for myself, to express every emotion,every fear, everything I feel. But I also love when others read my writings, because that's the only way you can get through to my soul, and my dee.. more..Writing
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