The chilling cold claws at her skin
sinking -- into the depths of her soul
as wind lashes out arbitrarily
an exterior view of her inner self
Inside she is frozen, like a bitter storm
bound so tight -- against emotion
A wall separates her from the pain
but it silently eats at her core
Finally the build up breaks her down
the torrential downpour -- mirrors her mind
lightening strikes down in blood red flashes
Thunder echoing voices of self abhorrence
The rain slows down to a light drizzle
as her tears run down her face
and her wrist bared -- for the world to see
the shame and indignation of suicidal rage
Please tell me what you think
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Rocked My World
Goodness Joely...definitely love this one mainly because I can definitely relate...I mean this speaks about my 9th grade year...gosh when did you become a mindreader??? haha...it flowed well and it's just a fantastic poem in general...
<3
Lee-Ann
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oh you know me, I'm psychic =p
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