Blue Sun Room FILK - FILK
Another day, another pain.
What mistakes have I made?
Can it stop?
Moving through the hall. Welcome to my hell.
I talk to much.
Too many facts.
Spots of blood everywhere.
Is it over? Did I pass?
Dark figures stop my cries.
Tears running down my cheek.
Why did I speak up?
Can it stop?
I'm so stupid!
What is love? Why am I so....hurt?
Whats wrong with his picture?
Spots of blood everywhere.
I laugh too much.
I disappear.
What next?
Nothings on.
So annoying.
Why do i hate her? I've never meet her!
I'm a shell.
I'm different.
I try to be happy.
Why can't i be anything normal?
I made a mistake.
Can I fix it?
Can I fix me?
Why did I do that?
Untold, unknown.
All I see. All I believe.
Can I fix me?
Comments
Friday, 05 May 2006 07:09
I like this. Perhaps because I prefer this style of poetry...but more likely because I can feel when i read it.
keep writing
keep writing
ENGINEANGEL
Friday, 05 May 2006 23:46
this is very powerful slice, good work. reminds me of river most out of all of the crew. again, very powerful :)
EngineAngel
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Saturday, 06 May 2006 21:12
I liked this poem Slice. I could really feel the down tone and the hurt and identify with those feelings of my own.
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