My Repent

by Biscuit   Dec 15, 2005


Untamed, I am out of control;
Spitting spite at all my friends.
Feeble apologies crumble in my throat
as the vicious thorns rip from my mouth -
And the wounds stain my heart.

(age 16)

*one of those things that just has to be let out!

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  • 17 years ago

    by FlirtingWithDeath

    Interesting poem, I can see you had something build up inside you and you wanted to let it out. I do that alot with my writing. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Bret Higgins

    It's nicely descriptive, but when considering the reason for its creation I do have to wonder why it is as raw as it is.

    Something to ponder, perhaps.

    Bret

  • 18 years ago

    by lost_laureate

    I know happens sometimes eh.
    Nice and sharply written poem.

    [lostlaureate - come find me]

  • 18 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    It was effective, emotional and presented well.
    x

  • 18 years ago

    by azlan26

    Aww, short and effective, I know some people critisise short poems but I think they can be even more effective
    WD :)

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