This is exactly what im feeling in the second
These pains
they cause the anger
the unstoppable flow
of idiocy.
the stupidity of it
causes the anger to grow
i feel more wiped out afterwards
spent,
wasteful,
drained.
the confusion all around me
it makes the pain grow
i almost wish i was dead
how can i live through something like this?
it burns my bones
it sets my soul on fire
something sets this off
like a key to a lock
a spring
but until i find out what
the pains will grow
until i really am dead
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A Peek Into My Heart. A Glance Into Another World
This journal is being filled with poems from the mind, story's from thy imagination, and the troubles that fill my heart. It is actually very hard to write something that's happy, even when i try. So come all who are young, enjoy the tour inside a wr
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i think i have a poem like this one, but i like this