Poezja

12/22/11
One star skids through the sky,
Followed by more and more crossing by
Let's make a wish, all for each one...
Hoping that any of them will have come
Oh, wish I may, wish I might,
I wish to be guided away from fright...
Lead me away from this horrid Ghost Town
Somewhere else where I can perish...maybe by drown
Wishes, wishes, full of hope...
Don't leave me dying, all to mope
Please, just let me see the shine so fine...
Please, just let me see...before I die

(Quick noting...if you've read my other poems, you've probably figured that they're somewhat...depressing. I also have what I think is a depressing poem, but if you still wish to read it, take caution that is has rather...foul language. That certain poem should be called..."Evil Angel.")