The names Brittney Follett.. If you haven't realized that yet.. I'm sorry for your mental issues. |
This is my very first poem I have ever written.
Climbing out of hell...
Cant do n e apostrophes or quotes sorry... enjoy
Sitting on the sidewalk...
Walking through the halls, I can still hear my...
It was so long ago and it still haunts my dreams...
* okay before you complain in my comments that i...
I see her there on the floor...
Tossed on through,
the waves of time...
Refusing to acknowledge my adulthood status,
My passage followed by hostile criticizing eyes...
Hollow eyes stare out from inside a mirror.
They focus...recognizing this familiar stranger...
She is lost in this clamorous world, drowning in...
Barricaded from her own desires, she makes...
Sweet serenity caressed by rays of sunshine.
A soul suffocating inside being consumed by fear...
Before the Sun came, the Earth was cold and alone.
It suffered hopelessly through the long dark...
Have you ever wanted to turn your body inside out just to get whatever feeling you have tearing at you out? |
Butterflies in the stomach |
Sometimes its just easier to pretend everything's alright, that way, even if its for a small moment, while your lying to yourself, You really think it is alright. Its better than admiting the truth and having to face it head on. |