Dark Poetry #4 |
Trapped |
playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
My body's aching coursing with a poison that kills so slowly I don't even realise I'm dead Wadded tissues soaked with blood Why is it that it's pouring from my eyes and not my heart? Rocked to sleep by regret and unease Only it is not sleep It is my life in a nightmare I can't breathe I can feel them pressing suffocating me and yet when I look there is no one But me And I realise, once again It is myself I fear the most. farewell the ash-tray girl |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
hello everyone just thought I'd swing by this forum and see what it's like. happy easter. xx farewell the ash-tray girl |
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rockbabe Member
since 2006-01-29
Posts 105 |
Very nice..!!Hope to read more of your work in this forum! |
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aliway Member
since 2006-03-05
Posts 185With in your eyes |
Nice poem Hope to read more *leah |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
thank you both xx |
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