Silent as the grave you dug,
I wander without care.
Slouching as the wind-bent trees,
I wallow in despair.
Smiling as the sun that pours,
I lie to those around.
Selfish as the thief by night,
I die without a sound.
Subtle as the ocean's songs,
My veins ravel undone.
Solemn as the angel choirs
For, Heaven? There is none...
Author notes
I was in a bit of a depression.
("bit" being the operative word...)
J=
Be as vicious as you like with it...
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i liked it! and im totallllly fine with depressing stuff! and i hope ur feeling happier soon! thanx 4 entering -
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You liked it? Why do you say "ok......" then? It seems to be a sort of pleonasm...
And I am happier... Sort of...
[Thus, in my AN, I said "I WAS in a bit of a depression."]
I don't intend to seem indignant or scurrilous... I apologize... Oops...
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jst caz this was the like... 13th poem i looked at and i was starting to get bored and..... idk i do stuff like that alot lol
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hmm
i like it.
its very honest and i think some can relate, well i know i can at times. nice write
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Much thanks! One question, though... How on earth did you find me, of all people? Don't get me wrong, I appreciate this comment very very much, but I am now thoroughly confused...
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Holy Pancakes!
This piece is a bit depressing.."bit" being the operatove word lol.
The rhyme and flow of this poem are sopot on and I like where you went with it.
It's hard in times depression to think there is anyone or anything out there that truely cares about us...we deny god, our lovers, and even our friends care. I hope you got over it and are doing much better now.
line 3, I think you ment "wind-bent"
well done, and thanks for entering,
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now about this poem...
very sad, yet very honest. I find it ironic how much trouble we must go through in order to attempt to not trouble others. but remember that you don't need to pretend to me cause I want to know what is going on with you. it will not trouble me at all. In fact I'd be very happy because that would serve as proof that you trust me enough to not turn away or leave you on your own. beautifully written my friend.
P.S. I am going to attempt to write funny poetry again so here goes nothing. -
hey it's me, Teuc
You weren't at school all day on Tues. Please send me an email cause I'm totally terrified of this absence of you. No kidding, Iam freaking out here. Tell me if you're ok and what your parents did ok? hope to see you in school tomorrow.
Love, Teuc
P.S. I'll be in the cafeteria before school until class starts, so if possible meet me there.
P.P.S. Stay safe and call me if you need me. Any reason whatsoever, no matter how small.
P.P.P.S. Send me a picture ok? Cause I really need one. Know that I'm worried so if you can please contact me as soon as possible. my email is teuc813@yahoo.com.
phone #595-1291
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Ya know, hun, it is possible to send messages on here. And not difficult to figure out either.
Love, Bri.
P.S. I know.
P.P.S. I know
P.P.P.S. I'm already doing that.
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