My prison ceiling
A fading shade of white
I fidget with my jail keys
Folded hands against my disgusting flesh
Waiting for the day my lifes story ends
New's echo's through my ears
A man shot
War speards a bit more
Nothing new , but the noise keeps me company
My father walks by again , says I'm a failure again
Ninth time today , must be mad
But no point caring about it
Tears swell up and fall , I pity myself so
Quiet,lonely,depressed,and nothing more
The sun sets , And the moon rises
Another day spent living a hollow life |
Submission Name: Another one (rndm poem)
