Aids To Sorrow

by Jessica   Jan 14, 2007


The end is not yet emanate

As though it seems it has passed

Vengeance hasn’t been brought down

The hatred of constant faults among many common people

Introducing worst influences into demolishing many bright people

Rebellious actions taking over many of who we thought were trustworthy

Many gone from the cleanse atmosphere

Gone into the most disastrous pitfall

Destroying everything admired by them

Although they notice the destruction they’ve caused they still continue

Nothing can change them within

The anger put within them allows them to make these terrible errors

Problem after problem occurring unable to take the taunts from enemies among them

Slightly releasing it with a drug as all their problems dissolve

Being offered is not enough it is the pressure of confidence that makes you

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  • 17 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Pain also makes us. We cannot forget nor dwell. Very nice poem 5/5.

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