Dougie Fresh


Gasoline - Poem by Dougie Fresh

Feelings of Loneliness flood through my thoughts,
Currents swiftly drown me in my own isolation-
The rain drops of solitude pound my weary head,
Falling from the ominous clouds of despair!

Cold, Dark, and dreary is the only home I know—
Steadfastly shackled and tormented in my own prison-
With the thoughts that make me unlovable—
Undesirable—to anyone around me—all I feel is pain!

Hate burns my soul as the populous of this place—
Spreads the embers—and the ones closest to me—
Spray me with gasoline straight from the pump—
Am I even worth the $3.03 a gallon?

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  • Darkangel FlyfreeDarkangel Flyfree (12/12/2012 11:45:00 AM)

    Thats so very sad....make me wanna cry! : (But great poem! ! ! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 12, 2012



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