All alone, Like everytime
Here iam, trying to speak in a rhyme
All alone again,
Trying to hide my pain
Trying to tell the story of "ME"
escaping from yestersay,
and scared of all the pain theres yet to be
The wind is blowing in my face making me feel like life is a race
People walkin by , all acting like they know,
But they dont have a clue about what I feel inside
and my broken pride
Life was Not
quite what I thought
Part of me wants to believe its worth living
Here iam, trying to speak in a rhyme
All alone again,
Trying to hide my pain
Trying to tell the story of "ME"
escaping from yestersay,
and scared of all the pain theres yet to be
The wind is blowing in my face making me feel like life is a race
People walkin by , all acting like they know,
But they dont have a clue about what I feel inside
and my broken pride
Life was Not
quite what I thought
Part of me wants to believe its worth living
But part of me is already dead
I have nothing more worth giving and im haning by a threade
and yet you all keep sayin: keep on hopeing , keep on believing
but right now its hard to even keep on breathing.
I have nothing more worth giving and im haning by a threade
and yet you all keep sayin: keep on hopeing , keep on believing
but right now its hard to even keep on breathing.
6 comments:
congrats!
Your pen's getting sharper. This is definitely a better poem than all your previous ones. but the best is yet to be!!
If your poems are not imaginative feelings and reflect your inner self you need to be more optimistic. By the way, if your pride is hurt, dont shrink. It makes you mellow. Time heals everything.
well wisher.
meskinnnnna ente
HEY WHOM SO EVER U R
UR THIS SAYIN REALLY TOUCHED MY HEART BUDDY
Tnx nimit ,,
I appreciate it,,
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