Abel Obando

Rookie (june 30,1982 / Tegucigalpa, Honduras)

Driven, Worried Without Words - Poem by Abel Obando

I have been beaten on my own game
left alone
ring by a cancelled line
and still don't know what to say
how to act
I'm worried about results
worried about life and love thieves
worried on a forgotten scar
made by my own self
i now doubt of my capabilities
i worry of been left alone
in a dark place
where i have sin
where lots have entered, few came back
what can i do...
the only answer that shall be given
is the one that girl who began it all has
I'm worried about results
worried about life and love thieves
worried on a forgotten scar
made by my own self
don't let me enter the dark place
tell me something... give me ideas...
the fault is mine
for my worries and cowardy
of not showing my wounds to you
that only thy can repair
even if my words are not there
you already know them all
so please..
take them
make them yours
and finish them up
for that lost of me.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 26, 2009



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