so much to say
too much to withhold
everythings bottled up
my heart running cold
trust a virtue
fiction of imagination
nightmares a reality
tearing apart my soul
family dispersed
life untammed
everything stressed
i want to run
where do you go
to get away from yourself
the world is coming down upon me
i want to scream, sob and cry
no one to turn to
to scared to get close
so much held within
its sincerly
a bomb ticking away
a blast of silent screams
Author notes
completely and utterly stressed
Be critical, of my writing, but be true.
Comments
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this is...really good...i like the lines:
"where do you go
to get away from yourself"
don't know how original they are, but i love them
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