Left Alone

by Grunge Angel   Jun 14, 2010


My heart is pounding my eardrums.
These thoughts are filling up my lungs.
I try to speak, no words come out.
I coexist with all this doubt.

My fear sheds its old cocoon,
morphs into something brand new.
I try to hear your voice above my screams.
You're gone. Not a thought. Not a dream.

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  • 14 years ago

    by lovemehateme

    This was good, kinda short though. I would of liked to read more.

    There could of been an exchange in words to make it flow better,
    that's just my opinion though.

    Other than I loved it, nice job.:)

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