Painted pictures

by Elynnka   Mar 22, 2005

Tell me what I'm feeling,
Make me understand
I don't know why i trust you
And why i hurt myself...
I can hear my soul crying,
I can feel my heart dying,
When trust
Turns into dust...
Sometimes i hear myself screaming,
I feel my wounds healing,
Sometimes i see my self crying,
My heart's broken again
I paint my pictures pretty,
But then I tore them down,
My wounds they are not healing
They're hurting me again,
Sometimes i feel myself angry
I feel a little down,
Ripping pictures off my walls
Crying my heart out...
I'm afraid I'll lose control,
I'm afraid i can't hide out
Painted pictures in my room
Express what i can't say
They tell you what I'm feeling,
But you don't hear them out...
What should i do to make you understand
That i need more...
I dread to hide out.

plz tell me if this poem is good, cause i'm not sure if it would mean a lot to me, thx


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  • 13 years ago

    by Lady C

    I like this poem very much
    Ceep it up...