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by smile Jun 21, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Darkness tricks my mind, Those shadows play wicked games. The nights childrens screams are silenced, My desperate soul captured again. Entering my thoughts, Slowly creeping into my dreams. Stealing the life i own, Feeding my savage demonds. Only i can see it happen, But then it's too late to change. You think i do this deliberatly? Starving my raw skeletel frame. My mind is taken, No longer owning this body. It makes me sick to see, This ugly walking hell. The devil i hate to be.
by lana
Thats a sad poem but it is written well dont stop wrighting poems lana
by Kim
That's a great poem! It's wonderfully descriptive, and the last line really ties it together. Great job! ~ Kim
by Ken
Dis waz very deep i liked dis 1 good job