The thoughts creep in my mind
like a cancer eating away my insides
hope lost forever
the darkness now taking over
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Good that your gifting could bring such solace, and give strength and a refresh perspective. Never let anyone make you feel and believe that you are less than what you were created to be. There is a beautiful soul within. Believe in yourself and go on. You can make it.
Life is more difficult for thinkers. You may not be the popluar one but the friends you will have will be worth having as they know you. I am cut from the same cloth. Keep writing and start standing up babe. X
Very lovely poem i liked it i really feel the sorrow i wish you be strong Guess Who
This is poetry at its peak and you did the right thing...you are needed on here.never allow thoughts like that to cease you again. I NEED YOUR PRESENCE
dark and light at the end..just the first line, my thoughts creep instead of creep and soulless creature like me instead of myself...good job..great.. :)
Poetic Catharsis strketh once again, and has more than likely changed the mindset of many...The gift of the Silent or Written Word is owned by less than 3% of us...Many attempt to garner it, or think they have it when unfortunately they do not...The above poem (imo) is proof solid that though there is always room for improvemnt if you want to maximize your potentials to their zenith, that you do have that natural penchant for writing...you have the gift...Good Luck! ~FjR~
Yes, Darkangel, You are right, your pen shall ease your pain and set you free. Very Powerful Write! -Kelly.