I look at myself, i want to cry
for all this, i feel i should die
The wetness on my cheeks
a soft sea of tears
And my heart shrieks
screaming my fears
How could i do this
cause all this pain?
and with a faint hiss
i realize the cause of my bane.
This misery
pain so severe
is caused by the guilt
and caused by the fear.
my brow is sweating
I have no more to lose
my dignity is shot
and my poor ego bruised.
What more can i do?
oh what more could i do
to fix what i wronged,
the perception i skewed?
Oh someone help me!
I feel so confused,
beaten and broken,
the inside abused.
A contest entry
- Guilt by Dlvvanzor.
550 points, ended February 21, 2008, 7 entries
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this is exceptional i love the fluidness its great !!
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This poem is certainly filled with OOOWWWWEEEEs.
I am giving you a hug 
and a kiss 
because I think you must need some love. 
BUT, I know you are writing for this contest. 
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Yep, that's what it feels like. Great description.
Thanks for entering my contest!
-Dlvvanzor
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