x . x . x .

RSS

By <center>opalescent.</center> •

ill admit im just like you ive got scars im part of your crowd i didnt do it for attention or the image im not proud ill admit i havent quit ive got wounds open and alive i swear its an addiction a fixation with my knives ill admit i wont be stopping if the winter keeps coming 'round its this seasonal depression frigid stress brings me down

Current vote: 8.0 / 5

To vote, you must be logged in.

To leave comments, you must be logged in.

December 13, 2005 07:57bedazzled

This is well rhymed, flowing, with great descriptions and a powerful meaning. My only suggestion is changing 'keeps coming around' to 'keeps coming round' that way it doesn't change the rhythm of the poem.
Kat xoxox

December 14, 2005 10:52The Naked Owl

Beautifully written. I agree with bedazzled though. Just change 'around' to 'round' and it'll be perfect.

December 19, 2005 18:32Faith

Very well written... the flow, the rythem, the rhyme, everything just works.

December 21, 2005 20:35No Child Is Innocent Once Born

I Have read all your poems and I really like your work. keep it up!

March 29, 2006 15:41lost the lonely dead

*nod*