Burned

by JamesP   Dec 30, 2005


Tired of winding down this road
Tired of burning in this heat
Strip this off to cool
But the burns go deeper instead

Nothing is perfect
Not until your here with me

All my efforts to heal me
Leave me scarred and torn
Just don't look at me
I can't even see myself

I'm so tired.... I'm nothing

Nothing is perfect
Not until your here with me
Nothing is perfect
Not until your here with me

I just hurt you. You just save me.
Why do... Why do you... You save me

Nothing is perfect
Not until your here with me
Nothing is perfect
Not until your here with me

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  • 18 years ago

    by Carlee Ann

    This was unique... and I could feel the pain. It was intriquing to me.

    Car

  • 18 years ago

    by Marjan

    I loved the first and third stanzas james. this poem was really very good and unique. keep it up.
    take care,
    marjan
    P.S. and thanks for commenting on my new poem james. thanks a lot.