Before I Knew.

A Poem by Poe Met Emily

My heart won't die like the others.

Throw me a hole and sedate me.

Enter my former sanctuary where I won the war

And see if those bones feel any different.

Gradually losing sleep, I feel less real.

Losing my concentration, I keep shaking.

I do not cry, my vital signs seem low.

It is only deteriorating.

Author's Note

06.11.2014

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Added on October 17, 2014
Last Updated on October 17, 2014

I am a young adult. And all my Poetry is Nonfiction. Anything else, feel free to ask. :] more..

01 the mirror

02 constant

03 outside