Quiet Storm

by Quiet Storm   Apr 20, 2007


Tears slowly form, and run down my pain sighted eyes
Ashamed of what I've become
Ashamed of my life
Hurting something terrible
close to the edge
my only relief would be if i were dead
stuck and confused
not knowing if the things you say are true
i trusted you with my life
i trusted you with my heart
and now you laugh as you slowly rip it apart
Feeling the rip long after the tear
i look at my life, and realize it's not fair
a young black soul
standing alone
looking lost
looking cold
no arms to keep me warm
rising up into a quiet storm

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  • 15 years ago

    by Jes Miller

    I love the poem for it, and it goes great with the poem..i like it.

  • 15 years ago

    by Jes Miller

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  • 16 years ago

    by 0ne L0ve

    Very Strong! Kudos! :] I love it so much! Keep up the great work!

  • 16 years ago

    by Brittney

    This is beautiful. Very deep. I enjoyed reading it.
    Keep up the good work.
    *Brittney

  • 16 years ago

    by beautiful xx disaster

    This is so good.
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    <3jess