Burning hell

by SeGrAdA   Aug 10, 2007


As the bell rings at 3 o'clock,
My soul wakes up & takes a step
outside that grave where it was stuck.
My abandoned spirit looks around,
stares at those fools laughing on the play ground.
But this body ain't just ready,
for a journey that seems lasts till eternity.
They're all laughing at some one,
they knew nothing about.
When I, loneliness had became a friend of mine,
& I don't seem to mind to cry all the time.
So welcome to my ordinary afternoon,
in this burning hell named high school.

    report violation
0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 16 years ago

    by La Muse Angelique

    Good poem
    It's interesting to see the struggle of the person even in his afterlife.
    Yeah highschool can really be a drag sometimes, but keep hanging on just remember one day it will all be over. :)

    Take care,

    xo angelique

    4/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Always and Never

    Gosh, you are so deep. Thats what i love about your writing. good job 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by chind

    Its deep and lots of emotion.
    and its really sad.
    i liked it heaps.
    5/5

    xo.louiii

    ps. thanks for the comment on mine =]

  • 16 years ago

    by XLOSTxxANDxxWANDERINGX

    Very deep i would not know bout HS but...
    i loved ur poem

  • 16 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    Very powerful, with vivid imagery through the whole piece. I can relate to it.
    Keep up!

Read All Comments (8)

More Poems By SeGrAdA