Strife

By Felicia • May 31, 2007 00:33 UTC

From her cold black heart comes no remorse And her stone cold eyes hide the truth What lies inside is a mystery to all Constant stares blur her sight Her joy is snatched up by hate Her teeth are clenched tight To hold in the torment she bares Her is mind is a battle field That she must face forevermore This bitter life can only end in strife Felicia Mac Kinnon

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June 25, 2007 12:16FarmGirl

i like this one, keep on writing! thanx 4 da comments

March 8, 2009 01:30Tyler Cedric Golden

another one of mine you may like is Banishment From Heavenly Light. lol just saying...anyways i like the details and expressiveness in this poem the vocabulary was used nicely...well done

March 26, 2009 02:29Chalan

I Liked how you have written this. I find it very imaginative. and It's unique. If you liked my poem "Why" you should read my poem "Go To Hell" It expresses my anger and hurt quite well! lol