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POEM 32 - The Great Escape
Lately it's been hell, Living through school work and current events, And everything which I do, Just doesn't seem to make sense, The one thing I'm concentrating on, Is that one day I'm late, For the day that that happens, Will be the day of my great escape, You see I've planned it out in my head, From grammar to sixth-form school, And anyone who doesn't get this plan, Is surely a major fool, I plan to replace all my items, That seems to always be in my bag, With food and items I'll really need, To carry out my master plan, I know you won't care about it, But this plan isn't for you, It is for all the stuff in my life, Which has turned out to be true, I didn't live through heartbreak, Until you came about, And now everytime I see you pass, I really want to shout out, About all of the things, That keep running through my head, About all of the times, That I've wished myself dead, I think about your life and his, And how inferior I seem, I think about all the pain, And hope it's all a bad dream, I pretend to be happy on the outside, So I don't upset my friends, But inside this happy shell, Is a dark soul that wants all to end, My anger is swelling, big and round, On the outside of my heart, It's beginning to show on the surface, And it's ripping my life apart, So in a couple of weeks, All the items that I plan to take, Will be put in my bag, And then I'll make my great escape...
Wrote this on 12/01/07, though my step-brother was hogging the internet connection with his XBox 360. This is my plan to leave soon, as my mother is forcing me away from my school, away from my true love, away from my friends, away from my work, away from everything.
Wrote at 23:55
DaleLuck1313 · Sun Jan 14, 2007 @ 02:32pm · 0 Comments |
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