Wednesday, May 28, 2008

1234567: freedom

compressed with distress
striving towards a better future
learning that my strive will continue
im exhausted. Im neglecting my strive.
i cant hold the light of my soul any longer.
some one ought to care, someone might know.
for the first time in my twelve years of living i cried.
i couldn't cry when i saw death.
i wouldn't ever cry for the long walks i had taken for safety.
i should've cried when my family was taken away.
but now i cry, i wish i had someone.
someone who cares, someone who knows.
someone that wants to help. 
all i ask for is for freedom.
how hard is it to give me a seven letter word?
i bet not hard enough to take it way.
  

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