Life's not much

by {Ms. Felicia}   Dec 10, 2004



My stomachs turning
Skin burning
Blood draining
Head acing

Pain alive
Death near
Sight is gone
Lost all fear

Fire spreading
Snow falling
Buildings collapsing
People screaming

Insides twisting
Muscles tighten
Mouth taped shut
Hearing blown out

Knives stabbing
Tears falling
Children crying
People dying

Soil is hard
Full of dust
Buried alive
Life’s not much

© Felicia Couture 2004

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  • 19 years ago

    by Hillary Starz

    Great poem girl, i liked the ryming and the meaning of your poem. very good. gave ya a five. I would appriciate if you could check out some of my new ones? thank you very much and your on my favorites to.

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