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by Janis May 3, 2012
Sadness, depression /
Sometimes I feel like I`m dying;
Like it is no use of trying;
Sadness closing in on senses;
Happiness disappear without traces.
Wish I could hold you so tightly;
And gently whisper in your ears;
Stay with me and forget your fears.
Even if every word breaks me slightly.
I can`t seem to let go of love;
It still is as white and pure as dove;
Just one who feels it is me alone;
You ceased to care and yours is gone.
Why does it keeps to torment me;
Why it just wont let me be?
This love... this hate...
Am I going Insane?
Missing old you who kept me dear;
And hating this new mask you wear;
These feelings are carved in my bone;
And from them I create my gravestone.
by Silent Girl
Really good poem :) 5/5
by rock serenade
Welldone I 've liked this pieace
great job keep up 5/5 :)