Pain is my shadow,
Stalking my every movement.
Love is the toxin in my veins,
Making my heart throb.
Hurt is the blood-curdling scream,
Ripping from my gut&climbing from my lungs.
Tears are the daily reminder of the empty, broken feelings.
Staining my porcalin cheeks crimson.
"Happiness" is the trick, not the treat, of the Numb
Fooling me, rooted in deception.
Friends are the sweet to my sour,
Keeping me fighting.
Music is the lifeline,
Keeping me sane.
Life is the doubt in truth,
Keeping you on the edge of your seat.
Wishing is the last of your hope, false or fact,
Keeping you up til 11:11
....
Author notes
wrote this at 11:00-11:11. 10/28/08
Comments
-
i thought it was awsome.
-
i actually think the flow was nice
-
its... interesting a little off with the flow. kinda like a halloween story book, so its cool.
-
-
yaa, most of my poems flow is off =/ owell..
thank u
-
Adding your comment:
