A depressing treat.

by Mute   Nov 9, 2007


What is this running down my face?
It's cold and wet
Damp and filled with regret.
Trickling down my cheek I sit here and wept.

I feel so useless so alone.
So cold,so wrong,so useless,so alone!!
Why,why has this faith fallen upon me!?!
Don't you see?
You have cursed the!!!--

It's coming faster and faster
My heart is weakening
It's breaking and shattering.

Oh so confused.
Oh so afraid
Oh so lonely
Oh so alone...

What is this running down my face?
It's escaping my eyes
Salty and sweet

Why do I enjoy this depressing treat?

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  • 16 years ago

    by LITTLE MISS FREAKING SUNSHINE

    Wow...you're sure you're 12?? This poem was very good for a 12 year old. Take that as a compliment, not an insult. But, overall, very good peice of work here. And I know how you feel, I'm almost 18 and still have that darkness lingering over my head wherever I go. It does feel as if you're alone, doesn't it? You're not, there are many other people who feel exactly the same way you and I do. But, cheer up, life goes by quick! Again. great job on the poem. 5/5
    ~Forever In This Darkness~
    **Danielle**

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