Friday, August 5, 2011

A Sleeping:


I was sleeping in a room
Everyone was watching me
Their eyes filled with gloom
 What could this all be?

I was dressed up smart
Everyone was in black attire
Tears welled up every heart
They said it was my retire

I couldn’t open my eyes
But could see all their lies
I couldn’t hear a single thing
But knew what they were thinking

As the proceedings began
None woke up me
The truth was a stun
None woke up me

‘Twas later reality’s dawn
They laid me under the lawn
Everyone bowed him head
For I saw that I was dead

2 comments:

  1. Eh ... dude ... I thought I was the Goth one ...

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  2. hehe dont worry sis, maybe i should include the date the poem was written. this was like 4 or 5 years ago so dont worry

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