Breaking

by skynerraw   Aug 2, 2007


Falling apart, breaking down
The only thing on my face is a lonely frown
Wanting to cry, wanting to talk
But I'm afraid they will just walk

I want to scream, I want to run
Get out of this hell into the sun
I want to loose control, I want to die
Hide in a little ball and just cry

I wish I could forget the pain
I wish I knew there was something to gain
I wish I had the guts to run
I wish I wasn't afraid of the sun.

Sky...

This probably has more personal meaning than in shows..

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  • 17 years ago

    by xoxkatrinaxox

    Hey i like this. ur a very intresting poet. but i like you.

  • 17 years ago

    by Molly

    Great poem sky, check ur private messages, k? cya later, 5/5