Caressing Death.
by biancaadropout x May 6, 2008
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Looked all around me just,Just to realize no one is with me. Just to realize that this spiraling panic is real,i speak but nobody comprehends,i scream but nobody listens,and i bleed but nobody sees. It's all very visible and decisive but nobody cares to look. Nobody cares to listen,I'm caressing a thing called death. I'm not always this way,just when I'm alone. When they leave me alone to be attacked,when they leave me alone all detached. I have to be strong but my knees are weak,my hands are never steady enough for me to even wipe my tears away. But everyone just stands,stares,and watches me decay. |
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17 years ago
^^^ i agree, but its fine for this tuyp of poem.
just getting your fealings out.
but omg. its going on my favorates.
i speak but nobody comprehends,i scream but nobody listens,and i bleed but nobody sees. It's all very visible and decisive but nobody cares to look.
these lines scream for help. they show that nobody notices your probloms though theyr so noticable. "im not usaly like this, only when im alone"
sometimes we are our greatest danger. when were alone, we ponder over out lives and some people like us, get depressed. thats when it gets scarry, cuz you dont know what you wil do.
another great outlet. hang in thear. <3 =] -
17 years ago
by Baby Rainbow
Think you would get on better if you changed the layout but ths is good
