Walking this pavement again
just wanting it all to end
I used to be morally strong
What else can go wrong
and there it is, the rain
helping me cry to something I can't explain
as small as I feel with no one to talk
I could end this sad walk
I'll fall into a cement crack
where it is lonely and black
as small as I feel with no one to talk
I could jump of this sidewalk
be rid of this anguish
and wash away with the trash
I really liked this poem... I've always liked all your poems silly.
Melissa Marina Flores