Crying tears
that drip
drip
down.
Knowing I want to die
(Not even wearing a frown)
but having that person to keep me alive,
resistant.
(Not wanting to stay alive)
Not wanting the truth
thinking I am just a wasted youth -
easily replaced,
that's what I am.
One thing keeps me holding on
Oh damn!
I am so close to doing what I want
so close that it seems taunt,
You keep me alive
You are my Lightening Firefly
Author notes
I actually wrote this the summer of I think either 06' or 07' about someone else... but now I am questioning if this is a poem that I can take with me through life.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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amaaazzin
Starvin Marvin...sorry
I<3 this poem. Its amazin but not starvin thankfuly like Marvin.
Yeha, im done being weird now. Lightening Firefly sounds like a Native American name. OK then, apparently im not...
point being this poem is like super awesome talking about lights and sloth it fits togethers quite nicely!
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