I am alone ... Drowning in 'why , how comes'... I watch the happiness of new lovers ... The committed true love ... My mind sinks ... wondering ' will I ever know this again' ... 'have I ever known this before '... I cry ... hidden literally behind brick walls ... Not taking chances to become close ... As I fight abusive ghost... dreaming of what could have been ... So paralyzed to reach out of my shell ... To be the beauty within me ... time slips away ... each agonizing hour... What have I become ...
A contest entry
- MAKE ME FEEL by Cena-of-Destiny.
2750 points, ended October 17, 2008, 45 entries
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Fear can rob us ofmany memories or what might of been...But to cry is helpful as long as it is not in self-pity. Your question what have I become tell all.
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Uhm...hm...It's sad, tainted, but simple and to the point. I like the title, and the last line, "What have I become ..." That's a very good line. Nice write, and goodluck in the contest.
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