Norway Posted December 23, 2006 Share Posted December 23, 2006 I'm not very good at poetry, but I needed to vent... I made this a while ago, but I never finished it... I sit here, bathing in my own self-worthlessness Loathing my life, I wait For it to end, and to be reborn As life's cruel joke I walk Avoiding people's eyes For the fear that they might see my sorrow And the fear that they will not understand They will not understand my dry tears that are not shown They will never see the impact of their choices This is not directed to anyone Instead This is a cry to god for help And I wait here answerless and alone As I always have been Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hey jo Posted December 23, 2006 Share Posted December 23, 2006 your opus delineates exactly what i am feeling right now...dang. is it compulsary to feel happy this christmas? i hope not. well done bud. happy holidays. cheers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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