Site hosted by Angelfire.com: Build your free website today!

I've got a poem that you might like to read, it's called "I'm Sorry" and I wrote it about a friend of mine, because I found out about a month ago that she was a manic depressive and it's just what I was thinking when I found out.
I'm Sorry

Wake up in the morning
Damn, I'm running late
Overslept my alarm
And ripped my shirt out on the gate
Rushing in the car
We're going way too fast
Officer lets us off but says
This warning is our last
Mix up all my classes
End up looking like a fool
Get gum on my shoes
and get angry at the school
Can not help but swear
And blame everyone but me
Lose my math assignment
Fall and scrape my knee

Arrive late and puffing
Everything's okay
Then there's some bad news
You say I don't have to stay
I play and you are crying
I stop and you are too
Music doesn't make it better
I didn't expect it to

Words don't make a difference
Because I don't understand
What it's like to be you
I try to lend a hand
And I'm sorry because
I can't do a single thing
Because I have no idea
What you feel and think
I'm sorry because it seems
That for you everything is bad
And if the sky's not gray then
You are feeling oh so sad

I'm sorry I ask you questions
I just want to make sure that you're okay
I'm sorry that I'm quiet
I just don't know what to say
When I'm feeling depressed
It barely lasts a day
But when it's you its seems
The feeling never goes away

So I try and figure out
Exactly how you feel
I don't usually succeed
But the emotions seem so real
I leave fifteen minutes early
I'm nearly crying too
Wondering how you're going
If there was something I should do

But I'm sorry because for me
That sad feeling went away
And I'm sorry because for you
It's present every day
I go home and relax
And don't think of how
Just like the way you were just hours ago
You could be crying now.


Nowhere  (Is Far Enough Away)

A newborn baby calmly sleeps
White pyjamas with fuzzy feet
Tiny murmurs in the dark
Parents that love her oh so much
Sleeps in their bed, close enough to touch
Innocence we haven't marked

Teenage boy comes in at one
In trouble but he sure had fun
He's had too much to drink
Next morning there's a dented car
Parents look to blame, don't look far
Guess he just didn't think

The moon is out, it turns midnight
Some sleep well and some hate life
Not enough energy to pray
Others think they're running from someone else
But they're not, they're running from themselves
And nowhere is far enough away

A woman lies alone in bed
Afraid that her husband's dead
He hasn't come home tonight
And the bimbo sleeping next to him
Caresses him and shares her dreams
Of when he'll leave his wife

Somewhere in a darkened street
An old man looks for scraps to eat
He doesn't find a lot
His time is coming to an end
He'll die alone without a friend
A life that love forgot

The moon is out, it turns midnight
Some sleep well and some hate life
Not enough energy to pray
Others think they're running from someone else
But they're not, they're running from themselves
And nowhere is far enough away

An unhappy girl takes a knife
Slits her wrists, tries to end her life
Writes her goodbye note in blue pen
She lives and the cuts start to heal
But there's still the pain that she don't wanna feel
Next week she'll try again

I sit in bed and watch the stars
They seem so near but are so far
The night feels deathly long
Words rushing round inside my head
I should do something but instead
I just sit and write this song

The moon is out, it turns midnight
Some sleep well and some hate life
Not enough energy to pray
Others think they're running from someone else
But they're not, they're running from themselves
And nowhere is far enough away

If you would like to leave your comments for the author of these poems, please take a moment and send her a quick e-mail.

Return to my Main Page