a thought...  

TheSentinel001 37M
16 posts
12/16/2005 12:10 am

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

a thought...


Battered by the cold and loneliness, a persons' mind begins to devour ones' soul. Creating sparks of insiration, words that never leave ones mouth, but find themselves onto another medium...

A poem with no title...

Don’t bring me flowers when I die.
What use are they to me?
Don’t make my heart heavy with confusion.
When god has set me free.
Don’t cry your eyes out with false tears.
I’ll only laugh at you.
Don’t plant your flowers at my head.
They’ll only block my view.
Don’t bring me flowers when I die.
I have no feelings for you.
My time is up, so goodbye.
Don’t bring me flowers when I die.


Become a member to create a blog