Echoing Thoughts

My thoughts spiral down,
Around me they begin to fall.
Hitting me down till I break;
I used to stand so tall.

Leaving me dead and bitter,
They drown me in the cold.
Taking my life with them;
Hiding them in rivets and folds.

A shattered, broken heart,
Cutting up my tattered soul,
Breaking apart on the inside;
Leaving me with a gaping hole.

Leaving me so insecure,
I fall to the hard ground.
Lying there in the snow,
Echoing of a past unfound.

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It's no good, I know. This poem was just written in ten mins mainly because I was...sort of venting.

I'd gladly appreciate your comments telling me how to approve my writing. Thank-you :)

Written by Makalah January 1, 2009