you're writing sad poems again. ..Very true and very sad poem.
I have things to do thats what I'll say
so I don't have to rear my weary head today
that's what you'll say but cannot be done..
I'm busy in a way you won't understand,
praying for a ticket to the promised land.
you want to escape something or someone that's why you want to leave. .I assume
The nightmares are real, the days are so long
always questioning where I went wrong.
Your nightmares chased you even you're awake and it hurt you badly...very nice flow Em
I carry on regardless with a smile on my face
hoping soon I will get to an happier place.
I take a sip of whiskey just to numb the pain,
it doesn't help even a little, driving me insane.
Actually ,drinking sometimes makes everything worst. ..
It can give another tons of headache and upset stomach. ..that's according to my brother. .but it never lessen the hurt or pain we're encountering. .
The walking I do makes me thinner but won't heal
this feeling of darkness that is always too real.
I take deeper breathes, trying to persevere
but the torment always seems to reappear.
The troubles of the past still plague me
making me the scared little girl you don't see.
I have been inactive lately but your writting is noticable. Good job Em
4 months ago
I can sense feeling of fear in this poem. The girl is running from her past which scares her, even the whiskey isn't helpful because she is not getting any sleep and torment appears again and again. Without a doubt, it is nice piece of work. May I ask one thing why didn't you mention the reason this girl is so scared of her past. What happened when she was little.