Black clouds,
Dark sky,
Rumbling sound,
can you tell,
the rain it's pouring down.
Trapping me in,
flooding the streets,
Describing my life and,
the insecurities that I
feel every where inside of me.
Drowning me,
My own twisted fate,
death becomes me for
my body overfilled,
with these insecurities,
and the indescribable feelings,
of love,and hate.
R.I.P my soul by now,
your body cold as ice,
We are so very sorry,
you had to take your life.
Author notes
Doesn't this piece make me sound happy
Written September 9th, 2006
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This is very sad, but it's very well-written. I like the format that was used. The poem, itself, flows very nicely. You've expressed your emotions greatly within this. My favourite lines were, "Describing my life and,
the insecurities that I
feel every where inside of me." Dark. Great flow. Nice job. Keep writing!
Edited on Sep 11, 4:11 p.m. because ''.
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