Left Behind Poem by Nickelz Webzder

Left Behind



Blackened soul
Death collects his toll
Rain patters on the road
My soul about to explode
I feel the sting of the blade
Because i am afraid
Every breath i take
Makes me quake
The words in my throat
Are all doted
To the life
Of angry strife
Always the one who gets left behind
Because i am not blind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 30 April 2009

Could be wisdom in hiding

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