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My Life



Through the eyes of another,
My soul is complete,
I look happy as I laugh,
Not a problem in the world.

But inside my soul,
There is a hole,
Dark and gruesome,
Filled with hate and destruction.

The tears that fall at night,
Are seen by no one,
My eyes are bright in the day,
They only darken at night...

I cannot tell them,
Of the problems in my life.
Concerns from anyone,
Are laughed away...

Tears and hate,
Fill my heart,
No one knows the real me,
Just the fake,
That controls my world...

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  • im only half empty
    January 22, 2008

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    Tears and hate,
    Fill my heart,
    No one knows the real me,
    Just the fake,
    That controls my world...

    This stanza could be a poem all in its own.

    Great Job!


  • Forgot2Breathe
    January 22, 2008
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    I cannot tell them,
    Of the problems in my life.
    Concerns from anyone,
    Are laughed away...

    Tears and hate,
    Fill my heart,
    No one knows the real me,
    Just the fake,
    That controls my world...


    Very captivating. I can relate to this poem, and i find it really emotional, or just as much emotion as you want us to feel. Very nice job.


  • Bas
    January 19, 2008

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    sounds to me like you were having a bad day when you were thinking of this , i know that your soul is complete and we all have problems so don't feel alone there , it must be a person that has hurt you that has filled your heart with hate and destruction , let the tears and the hate leave your soul and may it be filled with peace and the light


  • Kelli Marie
    January 18, 2008

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    I have often not shown the real me, but I hope I am never filled with hate and destruction. Usually it is loneliness and confusion. I hope you find you way out of that gruesome place of darkness before it eats away at you. Thank you for introducing yourself to me.
    Kelli


  • Khana
    January 18, 2008

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    This sounds awful. Always pretending to be somebody, while you know in your heart that you are different.
    I wished I could help you, but you know... I can't. Maybe you better seek help before it's too late.
    Love & light,
    Famke.

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