die, they tell me to lay down and die
i cant fight their words anymore
they win by default
and they win with their pride
unable to control what i do or say
i hurt the ones i love the most
i hurt the ones i dont know
i hurt the unborn child
what is this but my life?
is it mine or yours
if i cannot control
then how am i to blame
will i ever have it back
my life, my soul, my everything
or will it always be their's
i wonder, i ponder, i plunder
down down deep into nothing
untill finally i am no more
mearly rags and magic dust
that blows away wiht the wind
so one last question
before i lay down and die
is she mine or yours
the child that grows inside
sabrina burton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fighting-with-my-thoughts/
