Dark Poetry #4 |
free to be |
hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
can you see me? am i really here? i can't see my reflection through the mirror, my body's shaking compulsivley, i'm floating above me through the air, yet all i can do is stop and stare, mama's sobbing uncontrolably, while she's phoning up my dad, how can i be happy when they all look so sad, i feel so free leaving my body, people stopping by to see me, to see if i have changed, they give my mom condolences thinking i'm deranged, later i wake up in a hospital bed, surrounded by four white walls, the scars left an imprisonment through these fading halls, the experience left me listless, the pain hearing my family cry, thinking here on after i don't want to die. A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war and a time for peace ~Ecclesiastes 3:8~ |
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forever*wishing Member
since 2006-05-29
Posts 178where my heart is |
wow. ...wow, i liked that...very well written = ) |
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rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
I really liked the last stanza: |
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