Its A New Day ~~*Heavenly Poet*~~   Author:  55297  Category:(Poetry) Created:(3/23/2004 2:38:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (327 times) kind of long but worth the read, please read this... :) Its 6:00 am, cool and crisp time for a new day a new day of choices and things but I want to get away. Its 7:00 am, my bag is packed today Im going to run run from all my problems not going to escape with this gun. Its 8:00 am, Im on my way today a new life begins I take unfamiliar roads and paths who knows where this will end. Its 9:00 am, Im on my own Today is all but mine To do with it what I must and stop wasting precious time. Its 10:00 am, Im all alone now Im not so sad Im running away to where I want Screw you if you mad. Its 11:00 am, I am so lost I know know where I are But its ok, Im on my way It cannot be too far. Its 12:00 pm, I am here now But it is not me I must keep going forth and on Im not where I want to be Its 1:00 pm, Im here again lost with pian in my eyes I do not want to be here Theres no answers to my "whys" Its 2:00 pm, there is no where There is no who or when. Im crazy, insane This I've already said. Its 3:00 pm, Im running now Im on my way again I need to get out of here Im crazy like I said. Its 4:00 pm, Im slowing down im on my own way out. I will not stay here Regardless, I will not shout. Its 5:00 pm, Its dinner time I need to stop to eat But I cannot, so I go on I must continue with my feat. Its 6:00 pm, 12 hours now I cannot stop, nor slow down Im on my way out of this hick town. Its 7:00 pm, Its getting dark how will I find my way? I think that I must stop and wait until the light of day. Its 8:00 pm, or its 9 I do not know for sure I think this running had helped me My depression it did cure. Its 10:00 pm, Its getting late I think that I will sleep And maybe I can rest my eyes and not continue to weep. Its 6:00 am, a different day anotehr time and place I wake up where I want to be Staring at my lovers face. Its morning now, Im glad Im here I wouldnt change it for a thing. I love it here, Its wonderful and how the birds do sing. Im where I belgon, Its time for you to go Im here with my forever love Did you hear that? That cooing... It sounded like a dove. Dont worry now, Im here to stay I wouldnt trade this magesty at all... Not even for another day. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  55297 ( Click here ) Spring is coming