The real me

by fvalconbridge   Jan 22, 2007


When did I start to feel like this?
I no longer understand,
A shell is all that's left now.
Why?
My trampled soul left on the ground.

Well my hero has deserted me,
I've lost my inner voice,
Strands of darkness have tangled me in,
Why?
I didn't get that choice

I've stumbled through a perfect life,
But managed to get lost,
Fate has interrupted to much,
I am a puppet,
Where's are my boss?

I wonder in the darkness,
The light to bright to see,
Confusion has warped my mind
The truth is being shown now
What?
The little hurting me.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lesbian Natalie

    You have such beautiful work yourself... I have added you on my favorites list, and you get a 5/5 because I like this poem and your others... awesome....

  • 17 years ago

    by *~Broken_Seraph~*

    Oh i know the way this feels so well :*(

  • 17 years ago

    by Tricky Daze

    I really sometimes feel like this,so relating and sad

    I wonder in the darkness,
    The light to bright to see,
    Confusion has warped my mind
    The truth is being shown now
    What?
    The little hurting me.

    these were my favorites
    Well done

  • 17 years ago

    by firexdancer

    It was good, it flows good, and the emotion is very strong, the only thing was "where's are my boss?" the rest was amazing.

  • 17 years ago

    by Jemma

    Hey!
    I really liked this. It's got a nice rhythm to it, a nice flow. One thing. I don't really like this beit: "I am a puppet,
    Where's are my boss?" well mainly the last bit. It doesn't fit as seamlessly as the rest of the poem.

    But yeah good poem. keep it up.

    Jemma

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