Ever doubted
Always shouted
Cold, confused
Body abused
Shrines divided
Minds decided
Bruises, scars
Insides charred
Mutilated, devastated
Leave me the fuck alone!
My mind racing
No erasing
The past done
Tomorrow comes
And where are you?
I'm turning blue
My breathing slow
My mind won't go
My heart still aches
I don't know how much I can take!
My palms sweat
My soul, dead
And its all my fault...
Author notes
I don't know what to tell you about this, I'm just sitting around listening to Seether and this is what happened, its a little odd, and probably not very good, but there could be potential maybe... Leave constructive criticism please so I can revise.
Comments
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Actually this is a great write, really well done. I can relate to the emotion in this piece, keep up your writing. you are a great poet.!! cant wait to read more of your stuff!
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I love it! I love the lines
"My mind racing
No erasing
The past done
Tomorrow comes
And where are you?"
Beautiful, I love the simple rhyme but you used it so well!
Keep writing, you have talent
x
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