Author: CLFreiborg PM
My thoughts in class on day, about how people hide so much. Short poem.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 64 - Published: 02-26-05 - id: 1844772
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By Cassandra Freiborg 2003
I don't understand the world anymore,
this rage is bliss,
my thoughts aren't pure.
It seems like the world,
is crashing in on me,
I can't walk down the hall anymore,
seeing the pain in my eyes,
with constant thoughts of suicide.
In my heart is hurt reborn,
inside me brews a secret storm.