In My Own Hands Poem by Leo Lopes
In My Own Hands
In my own hands
where happiness lies
like a baby's grip
holding on for my love that never dies
There's no hand out
the baby slips...
A single tear will flood the eyes
of those who never tried
Suicide
How can they feel my pain if they never cry?
...But tomorrow will bring sorrow
like i promised
Although inside my heart is hollow
...From deep within is a curse that never dies
Leo, Your poems are incredible! I chose to comment on this one because of it's unique imagery and descriptive words. You need to continue writing and making more poems because you truly have a great talent! Keep up the good work! -Jess
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The imagry in this poem is AMAZING! There's no hand out the baby slips... that line in particular hit me. I don't exactly know why, but it did. Wonderful write, Leo. And the title is very intreging.[sp? ] Thank you Gabriela