As For Happy Poems

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Jul 26, 2008


Poem's are so quiet
When I feel this numb
As for happy poems
This may be my last one

I just lost all my feeling
Poet curled up and died
Monsters got a hold of him
Voices screaming from inside

And I cant feel my hands
I'm shaking and I'm cold
I can't hear what people tell
At least that's what I'm told

I feel cold all over
A rocket to the sun
As for happy poems
This may be my last one

please. please. please. dont ask me whats wrong. gabby i mean u too. please just dont ask. please.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Hollywood

    Yeah this is not really happy but it was really good i hope everything clears up and gets better for you hun

  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    Not the happiest happy poem, jesse.
    and you know i'll forget and i'll ask
    sorry in advance.

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