by The Poetic Child Dec 8, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Playing |
by FoundHim
In the middle of the poem, my mom told me i had to get off the comp(its kinda late) and i told her wait just a second but she kept bugging me about gettin off(theres a point to this i promise) i told her to wait at least until i was done with the poem and she got mad at me... the thing is...i just couldnt stop reading this poem......a lot of the times i dont like reading really long poems but i really do like this one...your poems are too good to not read =] thnx again for all of your comment on my poems |
Nice poem.... |
by Justin
Wow.. I honestly have nothing negative to say, I really liked it, out of the others that I have read, i'd have to say this one is my favorite, it kept you hooked and thats something really hard to do, most of your poems would make great lyrics for songs.. 5/5 umm and if you get the chance can you check out my latest poem "eyes" please? |
by UnToLd TrUtH
You did a good job on writing what it feels like to get played. Really good. |
Hey, awesome poem!! loved it!! its very long but it kept me interested thru out the hole thing! keep up the work!! |