My Little Hole

Watching from a dark hole

Like a scared child through a window

Trying to see a better day

To my fogged mirror I say

"I watch and wait for things to get better

I don't want to watch and wait forever

When will this fog finally clear

So I can finally escape from here

From this dark, little hole turns to a large, dark abyss

I watch the others living in bliss

I pray and watch and wait to die

I hope I'll see a birhgter side

While in this dark abyss called life

Reviews

[Ryan Heisel]

This was a very good write! I look forward to reading your next!

[karmic]

This poem has a great flow to it and alot of feeling.I understand the feeling and that is why i enjoyed this poem.