QuestionsA Poem by Akotlahaverage feelingsMy questions, they are simple, What is left for me and you? I just dont want to hurt my parents, Or my brothers two.
I ask myself, 'why bother?' What else can i do? When i harm myself, Am i harming you?
Scratching, ripping, burning, Guiltless guilt, is at my soul, Am i going mental? Or is my head, an empty hole?
Regret ever so coreless, What wrongs have i done, Everything, has crashed and burned, Now lifes no longer fun! © 2012 AkotlahReviews
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Added on July 7, 2011Last Updated on May 20, 2012 AuthorAkotlahnewcastle, nsw, AustraliaAbouti like poetry and i admire the strength it takes to share your writings with others. more..Writing
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