Everyone has issues in this life,some more then others.
Everyone is ashamed of how they feel and think.Life is a strange thing you can feel so happy but feel so much despair sometimes you just want to end it,to try and stop the pain festering in your soul.
When all you see is darkness you long for a small amount of colour to enter your life,but longing is not enough you can wait and wait and no colour will arrive.
Stuck in the darkness with no way to escape you try to surrive sometimes doing things you feel so ashamed about.
You feel everyone juging you,trying to help they call it.Thats the biggest lie of them all.
We the dammed don't want help we just want to be left alone to wallow in the darkness and to surrive on our own way.
So one day we can just end this pathetic charade called life.
A contest entry
- CALLING ALL POETS! by CrimsonLips.
525 points, ended July 20, 2008, 6 entries
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Comments
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Needs refinement
This poem brought to light some great emotion and ideas, but I feel that it needs refinement. This seemed more a free-write in it's roughness. Sometimes a persons writing style ressembles free-write, but here even the grammar needs some work. Again, some excellent imagery, I would be interested to see what you could do with this if you take the time to properly edit it. Thanks for entering!
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