below

by

Teri Muszak

Is there anyway out?
Is the hole too deep?
The waters are murky.
I cannot sleep.

Lonesome and fragile.
A liar, a thief.
There is no proof.
Set me free.

I'm pleading for mercy.
Bless my soul.
I've laid down my hope.
I'm paying my toll.

My head is below.
My hands in a tie.
I feel so dirty.
I can't if I try.

A feeling of hurt.
My life's like a soap.
I've lost all feeling.
I have no hope

NEXT?
Why don't you look at A DOGS LIFE
by: Paul Curtis
from: Woking, England, UK

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