Life with out color

by Michael   Aug 23, 2006


My writing is my emotion
It is what I feel
It is what's inside
What can not or is not
Writing for years because I don't tell anyone
My life in black and white
The shreds of my life through time
I've taken a match to
Because I want to hide it
Never wanting family to know Only those closest to me have read it
I write and write
But I've found another escape
Playing guitar
I play for hours
Till I'm numb
My only ways to escape it all

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  • 17 years ago

    by SEAN

    Good work i liked it

  • 17 years ago

    by samantha

    Thats an ok poem u've done better 4/5