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by Unseen Exposure Oct 30, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You were almost an Angel which almost was heaven-sent You were almost the fracture that made my bones repent Insignificant prayers fell to your ears spinning off my tongue Tiny words in measures, promising notes are what you sung You were almost a hand, which was almost close enough to grab You were almost the one, the best thing I ever had, I never had Lyrical incisions cross your mind while I cut skin Releasing all of those mighty pressures life has given in Suddle dreaming of a humble life with clarity You were almost sincere, but your time was just a charity "I'll be there, let me show you, guide you, carry through I'll be the one who never takes a step back, away from you" Empty promises of undefined meanings haunt my shape And from these horrid lies, I find there's no escape Finally, there is peace beneath these sunken in eyes At last, the surfacing scars are beginning to subside How long until the raptures of this life shall live again To break out of the crimson courage left within A bloody tear of faded hope shatters lifeless as it drips Running down the nose, I can taste the salt on my two lips Another misguided false told truth I must endure I hope to break free from this casted spell, but I'm never sure...
by Michael D Nalley
well written
by Lipton
Very interesting. I can relate to this poem very easily! Great job! ~ciao Lipton
by Broken
wow...that was really well written, i dont think you are having writers block anymore...lol...