Suffocating My Sins

by Torn   Nov 17, 2005


A pillow pushing hard against my face,
To soften my sinful cries.
To cover my pain and disgrace,
And hide away my lies.

Pushing so hard now,
That I can hardly breathe.
Suffocating ever so slowly,
Like every day I lead.

Becoming weak under the pressure,
Too tired to even strive.
So I try and become what I was,
And make my days a 'life'.

It seems hope is really bleak,
Because these walls are closing in.
I'm crumbling under the weight,
Of my every little sin.

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  • 18 years ago

    by myxlittlexcut

    Nice poem!

    you have such power in your words

  • 18 years ago

    by ALEXIS

    Good poem babe, don't like wot its about though but good work!

  • 18 years ago

    by Nearly but not quite

    Wow. Stunned again, I used to think it took quite a lot to make me speechless, but it's happening quite often now, and I'm going to blame it on you! :-P 5/5!

  • 18 years ago

    by ~*×FaÐ3D‡‡M€mØ®Ïê§×*~

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  • 18 years ago

    by Rich

    What a beautiful poem. .... I just had to sit there a minute and let it soak in.

    Thank you for sharing it.

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