I cried last night
All of my tears
And in my dreams
Came these my fears
Living and dying alone
People knowing my secret
My fears have grown
Into tears and nightmares
My life quickly ending
But no one cares
As I become unseen
And change to nothing
No different from being seen
But as my tears flow
I start to realize
Are these my dreams? No
My fears are real
I am all alone
And I can’t deal
My life’s going quick
And I’ve done nothing
Important or amazing with it
No one will be sad I’m leaving
So I pack up and go
Then maybe my nightmare will be over
Can I say good bye? No
Okay I’m gone
And no one sees, knows or remembers
I ever existed. No one!
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Written October 29th, 2006
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Awesome
Very good imagery. I liked the poem a lot. I do think it could have used a darker background, but Its great as it is. -
That is very sad. I have a question, though. What do you mean by 'No different from being seen' That threw me off. Other than that it's another great poem, Amirah. I'd tell you to keep it up, but,
I know you won't... You'll continue to get better, just as I've seen. *Hugs*
Edited on Oct 29, 6:32 p.m. because ''.
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