Dark Poetry #3 |
All That's Left |
sgreybe Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 209London, UK |
ALL THAT'S LEFT: A downward spiral A sinking feeling It creeps up on you Then drags you down How much longer must I put up with this? And why must I pretend? Why must I... Why DO I Put on this mask? Always okay No I'm not okay! But I have to be I want to scream To break things, throw things, hurt things Hurt me. It's all that's left. Where are you now? |
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Ginners Member
since 2000-07-22
Posts 339Mullica Hill, New Jersey |
I liked this very much and i am sure i am not the first person to say it but my frind geoff and i always do when the other one is having a hard time "On the inside i am screaming" your write reminded me of that phrase. and "I feel like a sad clown who is forced to smile every day, but under his paint he is crying" is another one, very good |
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firecrakker Member
since 2000-10-20
Posts 235Virginia |
Sometimes its better to scream, and throw things, and break things... It's nothing compared to the damage you do to yourself by holding it in. This was a good write that I'm sure many can relate too. Thank you for sharing it. Sheila |
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