Me

by ~*im_the_best_at_ruining _my_life*~   Feb 2, 2006


Memories of my past dwell upon my soul
never knowing whether Friend or foe
left here waiting for my ride home
neglecting the fact,no ones going to come
life's evolve around a single still object
"me" is what the they decide to call it
through you, i see distance
hoping to see you for an instant
contemplating upon my life
so much left in strife
for me, there is no reason
another day, another season
never knowing who will show
"me" is someone you'll never know
distant voices here to stay
"me" waiting forever, yet another day
soul forgiven,to hell , I shall
forgotten souls couldn't tell
emptiness ready to return
vacant education,ready to learn
misery sets in, it is last
as "me" dwells upon his past
everyone saw, not one isn't blind
never know what you find
no one knows, what it is they see
still objects evolve around him,they call "me"

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  • 18 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    "me" is what the they decide to call it
    [Tell me what's wrong with this sentence...]

    Otherwise, I loved it.. and I'm not sure what else to say.

    xDarkSuicidex 5.5

  • 18 years ago

    by Jena

    I love your poems ben! you write really good :)

  • 18 years ago

    by Aussie

    Really really really great poem...it is wounderful...read your other written:)

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