I Sit Alone
i sit alone,
in this dark place,
not a soul, not a light.
i wonder how I ended up here.
i stretch out my arms,
and feel nothing, nothing but cold.
then I realise...
this is my mind
Comments on this poem/writing:
|SaRaH (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, March 14 2003, 09:46 pm|
tis rather good zak! *claps* stop being gd at stuff u mean mean person!
|Mark Foley (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, March 14 2003, 09:46 pm|
It's a really inventive piece that only a great mind like Zak's can create. It makes everything seem lonely and that life has no meaning. Really good
|MartinV (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, March 14 2003, 09:57 pm|
Good stuff, few words, giving total effect. I could feel the cold and ALL that empty space. Clever the way you did that.
|Zak (10.37.66.116) -- Monday, March 17 2003, 10:25 am|
Thanks, someone understands it!
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