I can't breath and I want to get out

suffercating dieing a slow death never seeing the light

I waited twenty years still bilnd as a bat

can you imagine that never seeing the light still blind as

a bat sill trap in a box still looking for light still

hoping for more can you imagine being cold in the dark

never seeing your tears just filling the drops as they fall

from your eyes I can't breath and I want to get out

Suffercating dieing a slow death never seeing the light

Beverly Tabor