Black Clouds

by Frankie   Apr 24, 2005


This feeling of blackness.
Is nothing but loneliness.
As I sit and stare,
Who really cares?
It's a black cloud that covers me.
I know now, I'll never be free.
I know that I'm all alone.
Left to cry over scattered bones.

A punch with my fist,
And a slash of my wrist,
I know thats how I will find peace.

Yeah,
I know that at least.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Ellie

    Sad poetry is so... sad. It causes my heart to ache. Excellent job.

  • 19 years ago

    by Shy

    nice

  • 19 years ago

    by Misstress

    Sad...But the poem is written nicely.
    I think it flowed well.
    Keep it up.
    Be strong! I know your are..
    Good Luck!
    ;-)

  • 19 years ago

    by *liZ*

    That's really really sad Frankie:(
    It's really good I like ti alot
    5/5
    im adding you too

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