This is my start,
where it ends,
I fall down,
into the fence.
I wait in line for a dime,
Then fall bak into time.
I cant stop to wait for you,
I'm all alone,
with nothing to do.
In love as I was,
You are the only one.
That understands me..
On the street nothing to find,
I've got some nickles and dimes.
I look around, searching for a name,
But it came up blank.
I feel the pressure, on my name.
You fly rumor,
within this game.
I'm tired of bein pushed up in lies,
I wont, stand down this time.
I'm off and running,
its my escape.
Dont follow,
It's too late.
I'm gone, never to be bak,
Its just me, and this old hat.
I'll roam the cities, and the lights,
I wont go easy tonight.
I'll fight what I believe.
Never to seek peace and clarity.
This world full of shame and lies,
I dare not, to step inside,
I rather run and hide,
then ever fall again...
again....
again...
I wont.. fall again...
again...
again...
This time.. I'll stand strong.
& find my own world of mines...
(no idea. lol just wrote what was on my mind.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem