The sun is leaving. <br />I am all alone. <br />Its rays are barely reaching me, <br />and I am losing hope. <br /> <br />This pain just keeps pulling me down <br />Into a deep abyss of death, <br />I try to take a breath <br />but the weigh is still on my chest. <br /> <br />I wish this wouldn't hurt bad, <br />then I might not be so sad. <br />Then I could be home, <br />Where I belong.<br /><br />Jackie Symonds<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weigh-me-down-based-on-the-african-slave-trade/
