Help.
Looking back
I look ahead.
A cold hard stone.
Ahead.
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Oh my god. I already said this, valese, but I love ur dark poems, girly. Sweet hate/regret. Check out rose jones. U r a waste of space. JK. Other poem peeps, I know this girl. I can make fun of her all I want. She cried like a baby on Tuesday. Hee-Larious. I made fun of her. I still am. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. I AM A GENIS! ROSE JONES OUT! '! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '! ! ! ! !
you have portrayed the struggle well. Victory is in the showing how it feels. Good effort.
Very good one ^^ But how much the darkness is comforting watch out ;) but then agan very very good one
You are not a waste of space...Everyone has a reason to live....We were all created for a reason....As far as finding yourself goes, you'll find yourself..You're only 14, I think that's what your profile says anyways, you got plenty of time to find who you are, don't rush it and don't even try to find who you are, just let it go and let it come on it's own...You try to find who you are and you may end up being something you're not.
I read this twice just to get the feeling of it again...I LOVE IT! ! ! rhythmic and beautiful. keep writing! ! !