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May Free Write:
Have you had the time to think things over?
the time to wonder whats the next move?
Ever been surrounded by the dead.
Dieing over and over?
I think of these memories that lay in my hopeless mind
We use to lie under these stars watching the world go around.
Spinning in circles;
Lost, not knowing where to go.
Blindfolded and delirious.
Trying to hit this piñata, but no luck what’s so ever.
I’m lost in these nightmares of the untold secrets
These secrets haunt my every moment;
For where it leaves me waking up screaming in the darkness.
I lay here in this infested room
Where I crawl to the corner.
I curl up in a ball;
Hoping this dreadful feeling will go away, but we know it will never go away.
For I am death, because
Every second I wish something could relieve this curse.
Ever minute I kill another with the touch of my finger.
Every hour I scream for forgiveness.
Every day I die alone.
It’s all the same.
It never ends;
It never ends..
Article posted May 1, 2012 at 05:25 PM •
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Brandon I have felt like that some times. This is a very good poem but it needs more rhymes.
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