A Childs Bike Poem by A Dark Lifetime ...

Did anyone tell you how I look like?
A birds feathers falling on my head
Rollin on, keep moving with the bike
A birds scream will wake me up in my bed
Please dont look when I pass you by
My wheels are getting tired, getting old
The tears that left your eyes when you cry
They are chilling, so cold
The bike cant move on on its own
I stepp down and pull it by my side
A window let the raindropp fall alone
Looking inside for me somewhere to hide
Thunder awake and screamd over me
No one is left here on the street
I have nowhere to go, no one to be
I have no sun, no star, no heat
The bike cant move on even with me there
I have to let go of it and leave it at this place
I look up and the raindrops worked with the hair
Together they sticked to my face

Together they feel alive
Together they know
Im all alone...