|
|
| Home Just In Communities Forums Beta Readers Dictionary Search | Login Register Extras |
Heya all!!!! Well this is my own YES MY OWN poem!!! don't steal it. (if it's good enough to steal. -_-) anyway... I hope you enjoy it. It's just one of the many thing floting around in my head. XD
Tomorrow
A chills in the air...
the worlds full of despair.
Tears fall fron their eyes...
it's from their many, many cries.
For help!
They "yelp" in pain.
Standing in the cold, cold rain.
I sit down on the cold dungeon floor, I was in pain, full of sorrow.
But no more.
For, I have tomorow.
That is the day that I lay awake waiting, just waiting to take,
the chance to take that very last dance on the tombstones of those that are dead.
Dead from all of that sorrow.
For they had no tomorrow.
They are dead.
They have been choped of by the heads.
Their heads have fallen...
yet the continue callin,
for help they yelp.
Wanting that day,
yes that day that refused to stay.
- Tomorrow
By: Vanessa Davis ^_^