its the hurt thats deep within
the lingering pain of old scars
the new wounds and more pain
that keeps me closed up tight
hiding under a barrier of protection
it shows in the bitterness of my words
with the sarcasm from my mouth
at the end of the day
i sit at home alone
away from other people
rebuilding my shields
to prepare for tomorrow
every day's another battle
to keep myself as whole as possible
Author notes
I can puntuate. Promise. But I don't want to for this poem.
Dont' complain. k thanks.
Have I lost my touch yet?
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Love it Sis
It's nice and dark... My favorite type of poetry. I love it and I love you sis.... You need to do lots and lots and lots more for me to enjoy... I'lll try to read the rest in the next few days but right now I need to head home to get owen to go sledding
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lol... i dont write poems anymore... just er short stories when i've got some inspiration, but i rarely have any. i could prob send you a link to a really dark story i wrote a while back
no hurries, no worries bro.
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I actually think it's better without the punctuation. I like it a lot. I'm sorry that you feel this way, but I still like the way it was written and all. Alright, I'll shut up now I'm probably just making things worse.
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