My Release

by Zeal   Mar 8, 2006


Curled up inside
My closed room
All alone
In the dark
With a ball
The ball is small
But it means a lot
It's my feelings
Love
Lust
Anger
Hate
All of those
Are in my ball
Holding them tight
Not letting go
Want to keep them hidden
I will not show those feelings
Don't want to let them go
But this has to end
I'll take a stand
Release my ball
From hiding
And fight for what needs fighting for
I need to help
A friend in need
I won't screw up
Not again
This one is different
Different form the last
Tonight
Yes tonight

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  • 17 years ago

    by John Vlight

    You use the word curled up a lot. interesting

  • 18 years ago

    by pag

    I love it, but help yourself before you help others please