Forgotten Book.

by Marta   Aug 25, 2005


I am like a forgotten book
Upon a wooden shelf
The pain is on the pages
The hate within myself.

I am settled in a room
Listening to the cracks
Of the lonely floorboards
Like the soul I lack.

I am like the loneliness
That no one seems to see
It is hidden in the core
Of an old willow tree.

I am waiting for a finger
To read along the lines
To know what it's like
In this lonely world of mine.

I am no longer alive
After all I am just a book
Perhaps they forgot
To read and take a look.

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  • 18 years ago

    by ♥•oOo Nikki oOo•♥©

    I Can Relate To This Poem 101% 5/5 xoxo-Nikki-xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by ~Black*Rose~

    I liked there were a few points at wich i got,lost, but i really loved it its really deep and sincitive, Great job 4/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Vegetable

    You could feel the emotion of this poem! it's really good
    "I am waiting for a finger
    To read along the lines
    To know what it's like
    In this lonely world of mine."
    that is my fav. part. Good Job 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by allison

    Thats a really good way to show how you feel I liekd it very much!

  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    Pretty deep poem. The rhymes were good, but the 2nd verse didn't flow well. The rest of it was great. good job :)

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