My first poem. 'Tis only a one-shot. But, if you read, tell me what you think? Please? Review?
~Hayden (BeingGirl)
Danny's P.o.V...
Just let me lay here,
My body limp.
I lay here,
Pretending to be dead.
My eyes are wide,
My soul hidden within.
Who can know my sorrow?
Who can understand my hate?
My arm lays limp o'er that.
It pretends it never knew life.
My head dangles,
Seeing no truth.
Staring aimlessly into the wall in front
Of me.
I feel no emotion,
Feel no care.
I'm free of petty things.
I'm free to waste my life,
Pretending death is mine.
My body,
Draped limp,
O'er that chair.
My chair.
My gray,
Soft,
Chair.
Memories surround it,
Seeping back into my thoughtless mind.
Emotionless,
Uncaring.
Here I am now,
Enjoying being dead.
What is a boy to do?
Deep is for me,
Though you may never know how.
I comprehend beyond the death,
Which now leads to half life.
Who am I to say you care?
You don't.
I lay here broken,
Praying for love.
Do you understand that?
An emotionless hate,
Laying half dead,
Draped over his chair.
And all he ever wanted was love.
What cruel fate has done to me.
I lay limp,
My body a blanket,
And you never even knew.
Never knew I want love.
Never knew I needed it.
Never knew I sought it.
Never knew I lost it.
Never knew what taste I've had.
Never knew the putrid smell.
Never knew.
Never will know.
Never again.
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