Jun 23, 2005 18:38
ok I got so many good comments from ppl on the poetry club community so I had to show it to u guys.. its called fear
I sit under at night
and gaze at the stars.
I count them and think
if I die will I ever go up there?
It runs through my mind,
like a roller coaster gone wild.
My head starts to spins
as I think harder and harder
I yearn for the answer
held deep within.
I guess my fear is just
going to hell and to be never seen again.