Dark Poetry #3 |
the vortex of humanity |
teenpoet Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 280Michigan |
Wretched souls and my mind confused I write these words yet know not what they mean Twisting in this vortex of life Knives and stakes and claws tearing at me my blood spins out of me lands on me leaves me I can taste my pain but I can not feel it I feel...what? lost...confused...afraid I feel as if I am... Nothing I am of no importance The world has crushed me in their haste To where do I go when I am no more When I am nothing and my blood drops from me Into this empty vortex we call humanity |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Very vivid, and descriptive. Well done. By the way, what part of Michigan are you from? Tomer |
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ljossberir Member
since 2003-05-04
Posts 81Ny, USA |
well done, kind of prose-like, connected the reader well with the speaker's "racing thoughts" -matt |
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peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
I really like this. i coul feel i steady beat through out it. are you okay? the poem expresses a lot of hurt. well done there are 2 ways of spreading light: to be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it. -unknown |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
such a sense of hopelesness |
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fatal_ripsta New Member
since 2003-05-09
Posts 2MICHIGAN |
Hey girl, you got talent. Keep it comin'/ ~1~ *Brandon Miller* |
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