Everyday I wake up it's just the same.I know i'll just end up in pain.I watch as my life is slowly taken away,controled by anyone,but me.The whispers are faint,but I can still hear them.they tell me there secrets every waking morning.I block them out for I can't bear much more of this.I reach out,but only get pulled farther away.I long for an undrstanding that will never be found.A secret desire I have to hold.I cannot reveal it or my world may crumble into a dark abys.Hopefully I am heard because surely if i'm not.I might just disapear into an even deeper nothing than before.
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I love this poem, u jus added me to ur faves an i thought i shud read ur poems, this is brilliant
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I can relate to this and understand how that feels. Everyones situations are different but I can definately relate to feeling condroled, and unheard by others.
I think this is a really great poem, just line it up so people who have hard ryhme-finding time can hear the ryhmes and feel the rythm of the poem.
I think your poem is beautiful btw
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