Open Poetry #37 |
Will you even notice? |
pepperdaconvict New Member
since 2006-04-04
Posts 8 |
Sitting here in solitude, Thoughts are like the room Dark and black, They all attack, the feeling of such doom But who am I? Why am I here? That feeling passed away Long ago and now I know, The best I get is grey All my hopes, Get thrown around, Trampled into ground Words express, The tenderness, All amplified by sound All emotion, All I believe, Never will forget The deepness of my soul, will never allow this regret This twisted feeling in my chest, Will lay my heart to rest When spirit's gone, I will live on, Forever past my death There is too much to live for, and there is too much to lose Too much to gain and aim for, and there is too much to prove Will you ever see what I see? Will you even notice? That when I'm down, I get back up, and always keep my focus pepperdaconvict |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Resilient...just as the sun and the seasons. Well done. TD Welcome to Passions |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
the best I get is grey I hear ya Welcome to Passions! |
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