May 11, 2010
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I am alone with no one to save me
I am faced with something worse than death lone
A pain in my heart that stings like a bee
As I relive the memories of home
My hope fades in abyss forever lost
As old friends die in the midst of this war
I am stained with scars the color of frost
I pray to god to see the bright white door
The desire to be greeted by death
But to only be stopped by inner fear
As I slowly counted my final breath
Before I thought, I was finally here
I awake from my dream, just one more day
Isolated was I, from group away

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TheColorRose This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 12, 2010 at 1:37 pm
nice sonnet. i like the way you use descriptions without getting lost in them. i can understand what you're writing, but i don't think i can fully relate. keep writing and check out other people's work, i bet you'll find you're not so alone.
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