The Real Me

by TakeWhateverMay   Jun 22, 2008


Paper and pen is all I need
To set my soul out for all to read
Keeping these feelings
Bottled up inside
Turning my body
To a rollercoaster ride
This pressure not released
This pain notceased
Has turn me to stone
Has made me very cold
Dead on the in
Deceiving on the out
My life is just sin
I'm looking for a way out

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  • 16 years ago

    by Zak

    Wow.. Great poem dude.. I used to be like that, my parents got divorced while i was 5 lost my youngest sister *1 yr old* when I was 12 aswell as one of my best friends. I used to have horrible anger problems due to holding all that sadness/anger/confusion in but that really didnt do anything good for me.. all it did was make me even more sad. You should find someone to talk to maybe a therpist (thats what I did) and it really helps.

    Well I wish you the best.
    Great job again.