Here comes the rain ,
Wash away my pain.....
The shame i feign to reign ,
Misdemeanour ,
worthless struggle ...
Past to last .....
when it last , may it be my last breath...
Give me freedom, take away my pain ,
i cry unto thee for i just cant bear the burden ,
it`s tearing me down ....
i can`t sleep , i can`t think straight....
the hate i nuture,
the past i lost , i see no future...
trun the tables , wake me from this cradle...
the death upon me ....
for that`s the freedom i seek....
1 comment:
The poem is nice...but at times we fail to see the gap between the pain..and in those gap there is so much of faith :)
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