The Run Around - Poem by Alex Retzlaff
You know life is wrong when you get kicked out 4 times
Four times in my prime of 4 months.
I commited no crime and did no wrong
All i could do was sing one last song
There i walked out that door into the cold bitter night
No one in sight to give me a helping hand out of this fright
I was saddened and in horror
I cannot believe what terror i had walked into.
The darkness behind me and surrounding me
I felt as if i was so empty
No signs near me telling me the direction i should go.
Nothingness around me and all i could say is this is so low.
I moved from place to place.
Feeling so misplaced.
I felt the midnight air touching my face as i walked in my shadows.
All i could do is dow.
Dow my life and dow my strife.
I felt as if i had a knife at my throat.
The chills going down my spine.
Nothing could look so fine anymore.
I felt so left.
I felt so alone
So unfair! ! !
My life i thought was ended
Nothing could be mended together again.
This is my last tend to
This is the end
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