My mind, by DarkEnvy
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All they think about is heroes and glory
But I try to find a way to end this sad story.
My words multiply in this endless book
From me my spirit they greedily took.
I creep through a lone dark hall
I hear voices, so faint, so small.
Ripping inside me the pain is intense
I try to escape but there is now a fence.
I'am locked inside this nightmare
No one is trying to find me, no one will care.
Every day I fake a smile
To fix me it will take a while.
When I stop my heart and close my eyes
I need your guidence to lead me to the skies.
..++..DarkEnvy..++.. |
Posted: 2007-07-17 01:22:35 UTC |
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2007-07-18 19:27:34 | Sarah |
I like your poem it makes me think of when I feel that way.It is a beautiful poem |