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Dark Days |
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Dean Member
since 1999-11-23
Posts 120Canada |
To live is to suffer it just keeps getting tougher and tougher first I write this rhyme to help you understand it only takes time I don’t know, but maybe from reading this it will help you grow ever since I was 8 my life has been full of hate you can call it hell on earth who’s next and going to be first I remember being a little boy not knowing the future that laid before me not knowing it would distort me I seems like these days be rainy days I can never do something right, that was meant to be can’t you see I don’t know what is meant to be half my soul has been missing for quite sometime please tell me god will it ever be mine or does it just take quality time you see I’m confused, sometimes miss used I never know which way to choose I don’t want to hurt anybody along the way yes it’s true I think of her sweetness each and everyday Just remember live to love or why live at all I think that’s what has made me stand so tall so when you see me don’t just prejudge me get to know me you might love me maybe learn to trust me you see girl I be real so much that I can make you feel I know you ain’t know the deal Iv been through the darkest days of hell I remember when I was little, show and tell telling everybody what happened to my Dad girl why you looking at me so sad You know I ain’t bad I have seen the internal pit of hell hmmmm does that ring a bell yeah from 1993-1999 I have been suffering inside sometimes I just wish I could die but no I say to myself that’s the cowards way out and I ain’t about to take that route cause that ain’t what D’s about. ------------------ "Live to love or why live at all" Deano :) |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Deano..you have expressed yourself well here. I can feel your suffering, also the hope here. keep up the good work. Next challange for you...  . Work on a form. I would like to see you try to write a poem that has a specific syllable count per line. Try one with 8 syllables per line and a everyother line rythme scheme. eg.: It was a dark and stormy night, The wind swirled around my small frame. Not a single star was in sight, My soul was lost in this sad game. What do you say? Up for the challange? [This message has been edited by Marilyn (edited 11-26-1999).] |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Very powerful emotions expressed in this poem. ------------------ JOY -Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first. -Mark Twain |
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Angela Durham Junior Member
since 1999-11-21
Posts 10Az |
This is a very touching poem i very much what it is like. very well writen. |
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