Rhyme

by nicole   Aug 3, 2007


In my life i am dead
as i lie in my bed
my soul is empty
but my spirit is envy

she thinks about suicide
i question myself why do i?

when she screams at me i fell no pain
but my body is in never ending shame
my body is now in indenial
now my spirit is on trail

my body has so damn agony
please just get me out of this misory kill me

when i did cut my self i saw a white beam
i just want to know if it was or is my time

tell me so i can rhyme.

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  • 17 years ago

    by TIRED OF LOVE

    GOOD JOB...i would focus on the flow of your poems. i noticed that you are trying to rhyme.. but that is not all is what is in a poem..flowing and expressing your emotions is waht makes a great poem..desribing your exact feeling..and then put all together and see what you come up with.

  • 17 years ago

    by sheila

    Great poem!

    * $heila *

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