Knock Poem by Jenny Molloy

Standing out side the door to unhappiness I took my last breath of freedom.
I would of done any thing to run.
A million questions left unanswered.
Knock, please lord help me.
Knock, I held back my tears.
I could almost see your heart brake, your sole crush, your little bit of faith was gone.
I hold on to the pain of telling you, I can remember my words clearly.
I hate the fact I had to tell you.
But I just could not lie.
I had to take every thing away from you that cold morning.
The sadness over trough me, it all happened so fast.
A few words change a life.
I never new your feelings to the full till that day.
I never new you could love some one like that.
Knock, lord stand by me.
Knock, I left my feeling to one side.
Please help me trough this day.
Help me trough this conversation.
Knock, I am falling to my knees.
Knock, I am sorry.