I'm spread too thin; mind running wild,
and all i want to be is a child, again
oh, weren't things so much easier?
hearts didn't hurt and faces
weren't falling so fast with every move i make.
and all i am is, making people
slip
across the ice while
i'm
falling under frozen waters
nobody's given me their hand yet.
Mr friends want my help as a single tree is getting cut down;
while my whole forest is ablaze.
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dayum, this was amaazing, and i agree, things were so much easier and we were so much more innocent back in childhood, not a care in the world really.
i especially liked the ending, amazingly worded, great job and keep it up
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Wow... this is stunning in it's depth and complexity. Your words are very straight forward and open, but your metaphors in this poem speak volumes. Your choice of words to express your metaphors actually make this flow beautifully, and rekindles memories of youth when things really were simpler. I know the feelings you are expressing here all too well. Sometimes when no one if offering a hand to pull us out of those waters or calm our blaze we just have to stop and scream, "HELP ME INSTEAD!" That's something I learned after many times of nearly burning up my self
Fantastic piece of poetry here! I really enjoyed it!
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i know this exact feeling. in fact, i'm feeling it right now. this is a great write, youve got quite the style - one i enjoy.
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