Joe fritz

slow death

The things that i write about are from personal experiences or from my heart, and even from my soul I love to read and write, I also write songs. Many of them






Staring At these walls
Lying here waisting time
Not looking forward
To the darkness that's all mine
No one knows the pain I feel
This weight upon my chest
 The crushing down onto my soul
And waiting a slow death
The things I've done
I can not run
This burden I must pay
I've been holding on
The dreams are gone
Let my soul go on it's way
But still I wait
Hear in this room
I am waiting
Impending doom
It's been so long
I don't recall
When I began
This pending fall
If I awake to see days light
I shall take another breath
Remembering the past
And waiting a slow death

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