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Author: Fayth Bounarotti
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Poetry - Reviews: 15 - Published: 02-10-03 - Updated: 09-20-03 - id:1230281
Deep Within Aug 11, 03. Pg-13
I sit alone away
From prying eyes.
All they see is
The wall behind me anyways.
All they see is
Nothing, not even my crystal tears,
Cascading down my already raw face.
They don't notice the claw marks
On my arms, made by
My very own fucking nails.
Walk by,
Pretend nothing is wrong.
To you life is just fucking peachy.
Try to live in the whirlpool of thought
I live with each and every day.
If everyone could see
What exactly is going through my head,
I don't think anyone could ignore me.
I'm slowly being driven
Insane by my own bullshit mind.
I look up ay my self and see a maniac,
Nothing less and very little more.
Author Note: This is probably the most accurate of what I feel deep down. I
wrote it at camp when I thought I was being ignored. When I think back
ferry beach people don't ignore me but every one else does. Thank you tall
Matt, Alex, Laurie, Big Eric, just to name a mere few.


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