Lonely and disturbed {It's just a poem nothing about me}


"I'm walking away"

I'm walking away,

Life is so tough
My mom doesn't laugh
I keeping on weeping
My father can't stop drinking

I'm walking away,

Friends are backbiting
Enemies are laughing
Time is passing
I'm still dreaming

I'm walking away,

I can't bear anymore
I just feel I'm extremely bore
No one to talk to
No one to say , How are you?

I'm walking away,

People are changing
Life is moving
I'm still on my own
Singing the same tone

I'm walking away.............................





Poetry by Zainab
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Written on 2006-05-22 at 07:34

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Zainab
thanks kjc and sheriff
2006-09-07



Good memories can save our lives. I mean this in the metaphoric sense because many people though they breathe and walk, they really only exist. Living life to where the true meaning of "living" penetrates the heart is what brings us comfort and consolation. So, when the doldrums of life creeps upon you; "go back, then, to the choice mercies of yesterday, and though all may be dark now, light of the lamps of the past. They shall glitter through the darkness, and trust in the Lord, till the day break, and the shadows flee away. A most heart felt poem!
2006-06-03