her life seems hectic.
a place of pure chaos.
her life was so sure.
her life is now falling apart.
she cant be herself.
she cant be anyone else.
so she cries alone.
and she cant show her inner feelings.
she doesnt know how to fix her life,
can she save it before she is too late?
the walls she once put up,
are crumbling around her.
the things that have kept her here,
are slowly slipping away.
are the slipping away,
or is she the one thats slipping away?
she cant remember how to feel,
she doesnt remember how she feels,
she lost herself,
so she hide and cries in the dark.
she feels like an empty shell and hiding behind a mask,
what is she hiding from and is she able to hide from it?
falling from where she is,
she falls from who she is,
she is scared and sad,
but she tries to stay strong.
she is terrified that she is past her point,
could this be the end of her string?
its still not the best ive written...
Comments
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Very nice, angel. I see you're being more open and letting everything out :]
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I like it, it has a nice flow, the coloring for it is strong, it makes one thinks a bit at least. The only down side i find is the picture on the side, it draws the eye away from the poem causing the reader to break focus on the poem itself. Great poem in itself, and i like how you go from 4 lines to 2 lines, after the first set if 4
5/5 for the poem, and 4/5 for the coloring. 5/5 for the message. And a 5/5 for the picture that the poem gives
Grand total of 19/20
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