Tide that was

by FallenAngel   Jun 22, 2007


Entangled in vines of past,
choking me till i'll breath my last
Chains of gold stopping my soul,
whining to escape tired of its roles
This fear inside me tearing me apart
Growing as I grow
Becoming as I become
I'm trying hard to keep what little is left of me
Its hard to bear this pain
even harder to make you see
how you have killed me in bits
your ideals digging me deep
hitting me like cold water
making me wince even in sleep
My heart is pouring crimson truth
that i'll never be what i was
the cut is too deep
and somehow i can't let it pass
My blood won't be able to wash away
my sins, the regrets of my life
The more i try to hide it in my grasp
the more my soul is slipping away,
with tide that was

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  • 17 years ago

    by Roxy

    Wow, This is one amazing poem such depth and emotions run through the rhyming, I could just sense the emotion while slowly reading at a slowly pase through each word Keep it up xxx

  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

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  • 17 years ago

    by bacha

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  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Very good language use and well put together poemxxxx

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