Is It Done - Poem by joann domres
.by Joann Domres.
No more anger, no more tears, no more games
im already there.
the sun is bright, my life is not right
and on this day will be the first candlelight.
shine it in ur window and think of me
on those dark stormy nights you will see,
a shadow on the wall, a flicker in the night
i told u everything was not right.
i gave it all, i had to try
and now its time to say goodbye
a friend in woe was a friend in need
and its to late now, as i can see,
i asked for help, your shoulder to cry
you never showed up or wondered why,
i cant express my feelings inside,
i dont know anymore and want to ask why
but deep deep inside i just want to cry,
my life is hell and a living shame
my last day here will not be a game.
so go ahead and shread me apart
it doesnt matter its already torn my heart,
im always someones hand me down
they laugh and joke and turn it around.
ive had enough of it all and ill go to hell
and be the first to call, ....
six feet from the edge and im thinking
its not so far down...
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