The sound of the music,
Draws me into sadness,
Knowing my past is far behind,
And now I know I've thrown it all away,

Sometimes breathing seems at no cause,
Life has gone,
A stagger, a frame of humain stands,
But no life remains inside this derilict body,

What lies after this?
Years of sufferance?
Feeling the bleeding inside,
The pulse occasionally trying to revive underneath,
But it has drowned in the salty waters,

Just a pause,
And a moment set back I sink inside this cage,
This shattered mind,
Piecing together all those longful memories,
Time being my object of shame,

Life had just begun,
In these broken images of regret,
Weak as death already,
My time has come,
And now I plead for the end.

You know adam you should write a lot more than you do. You have a good poetical skills.

There is strong emotion and good imagery in this poem. the point is quite vague but you expressed a state of mind very clearly in this poem. Well done.

I don't know, Paulie.. I don't think it's vague. Or maybe it is. I'm never quite sure when I read your stuffs, Adam. If it weren't for the emotion I feel in the poems, I'd be quite lost every time I read one.

Would make a very good song. So fucking sad. Some days I can so relate, but not as much as some people can.

Not much to say.. sad...beautiful.. Like usual.

Another good piece. I especially liked the comparison of your mind to a cage.

Bryan