Here I sit in monotone silence,
the core of my essence gone.
Slices of my life lay in the shadow of my fear.
Pieces of my image scattered about.
There I am in the rush of life,
the searing heat of my wounds
pushing everyone who feels,
feels the pulsating feelings of self hatred
As I lay in the memories of me,
No one around to glue my image together
To bring my center back to me.
Desolate in my body,
You see my under the shards.
Author notes
it's really short and really bad i couldn't use the words Soul darkness pain .....i need to improve on this one alot.....
love
me
Written September 15th, 2005
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I like it and it isn't bad, your really really good bec. I miss you and trish, tell her i said hi! great poem.
~mystic
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its not bad....maybe you could tweak it a lil so it flows better....if you feel that its not right...but i think its fine...great job!!!
RaZoR


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