Teen Poetry #7 |
Life game |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
So much pleasure and pain, One would think this is a game, But if that is what my life is now, Then I live it, through it all somehow, How often I wish to smile And it has left me all the time Forgive me that I go on, Reminisce my pain and loss, You might know what I say, If you lost yourself in love, And somehow made it out alive, Then, u do value love, Strong look on the outside, Tore to pieces on the inside, That’s how I carry myself All the pain inside I wish to hide. It’s almost a shame how I fight, Keeping myself sane with these lines, Within these rhymes- Can you see me? On my knee near a broken heart, Looking for the missing piece, Try to mend it somehow, While all the time, feeling the burn. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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