Charisma

Wellll......at first!?
i didn't grasp the meaning, it was a bit confusing wallah :) bas e5er she i was like "OHHHH how stout!" yes stout and sorry for my weird vocabs but eghhh loved it.

"your anger hunts me with elderly
voices that dwell within my heart
and believe me it hurts, hurts so bad."

and

"But this season I am tired from
green grass, worn shoes, dull light
and cloudy voices in my head.
And though I got addicted to being
hurt, I might just move on instead."

JUST took my breaths awayyyy and left me speechless...oh deer how amazingly you portray everything!!!! jeezzee...girl!

just the first two lines, ms bubbles haha :P told ya sunshine a7la ma raddaite ;P

I must ask, what is your idea ofthe difference between charm and charisma? I think they go hand in hand, but I also think you can have charm without charisma, but you cannot have charisma without charm. Does that make sense..? lol

I like the repetition with idea of shoes, of course not real shoes but more so the journey and paths you take, thought it was an interesting feel.

The ending really hit home for me, being addicted to being hurt. It's almost easier to hurt than to stand against the pain, easier to wallow and cry rather than gain the courage and pride to do something about it. I love that ending, it definitely made me think, a lot. Love, love, love this poem.

Ms Bubbles x]

I love this write.
Steamy.. but sad!

Good job.

Life goes on:) like the poem 5/5:)