Open Poetry #26 |
Of Consequence |
LastMoments Member
since 2003-03-07
Posts 92 |
I left myself behind To see my nothing To fall to the ashes Of what I had become You took me And walked the hidden road To find my insides To find what didn't matter I grasped the icy heart That froze me in my place And shattered like glass That stuck into my face Rip apart my structure Make me what I can't be Imagine what you've done To make me so ugly inside So take my eyes Carve the ways inside of them You make me hate what i see You make me go away I can't adapt to this I can't see where I stand No wonder I keep falling No wonder I can't get out of this Inside I burn with envy But I still hate you to the core The beating heart of misery That lifts itself inside my head Correcting all i once pretend I now see you for what you are I now wish you would become My nothing, my last request Of consequence |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
This poem rules, but I can't tell if it's angry or sad..perhaps a little of both? |
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