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Post by Poison Ivy on Jan 17, 2011 13:24:43 GMT -5
All around me Dreams crack And I just wonder What does my mind lack?
Under pressure, under thought What was it to me That I was never taught Or am I just gone from the world?
Just leave me alone Go away light Let me think to myself I give up the fight
A fight for which I gave up all hope I'm surrounded by darkness With it I must cope
How many people have cast their souls? How many people have given up pride? How many lies have taken their tolls? It just makes me wonder
So many "I love you"s So many "I care"s It just makes me wonder Is this all really fair?
I give up on life That realization just came So I'll be right here When death calls my name
Only one person has read this before. It's not my first poem, I have quite a few others but this is the most depressing I have written so far. I'll probably be writing more and putting up some of my old poems. Yeah, kind of heartfelt. I remember when I went into my emotional personality while I'm writing poems, I almost start crying because I put so much thought into them and I have to relive some bad memories to put all of this up. So what do you guys think? Should I keep making poems to express myself or should I drop it and move on with my life?
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Post by Darcy on Jan 17, 2011 13:27:46 GMT -5
Keep writing!!! i already told you this but
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jan 17, 2011 13:34:52 GMT -5
Lol, thankies Darc.
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