Thoughts of mine, kept to myself inside my mind
Left inside to slowly eat away at all that I am, all that I have for you
Until there is nothing left but a screaming soul calling out for help
Will you answer my call?
My words left with little meaning, lost to the hurt inside from past scars
Never fully healed bruises, but healed enough to become scabs.
Once reopened, the pain becomes unbearable, to the point where I breakdown and collaspe.
Will you break my fall?
Reflecting on broken memories from past to now, I feel alone in this cold world,
Save that special place in my heart I hold with you, keeping me warm and loved
Through all that I have endured, the many battles in countless wars, many injuries suffered
Will you heal me?
I live not in the past, but in the present, shaping now and what is to become,
The past is a reminder of what I once was, but am not now. Yours.
I live each day, embracing the love we have together, making us stronger still
Will you carry me with you?
Many times I hate my past, the many mistakes and errors I wish I could forget more,
But they make me who I am, make me stronger now. I wait for what the future has in store for us, and in wait, we will shape our future and take control of it together.
Will you help me?
Author notes
Something I had a sudden urge to clarify. Fighting with myself again, *sigh*
So?
What has more of an impact?
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Ok lets talk about the poem first. I had like a flow to it as if parts of it could be a song which I thought was cool.
About the message behind it. Zach seriousy that was then this is now. I mean come on you got a nice girlfriend who loves you and friends that care about you be happy.
And if you're sad I'm sure you cand talk to Ally or anyone of us for that matter.
Now come on smile .
*~Nikki*~
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h my god I don't think I had any spelling erros in that whole message!
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You mispelled God* and where did you get that from? You don't know the meaning behind, or not the one I am imposing.
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Well they say poetry can have many meanings.And I think my meaning and your meaning are different.
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Obviously.
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