Expression Through DepressionA Poem by BethWilliamson.As I Sit On My Bed, And Weep, I Am Not There, I Do Not Sleep
Its A Feeling, Something Thats True, Something I Try, To Hide Fom You
if you found out, i would be blue, for these are the tears, i shed for you,
I shut My life Out, The Blue Puddle's From My Eyes, And The Ruby Drops From My Wrists Watch As I Give The Final Kiss
as i die, i feel alone, i need to mourne, i feel so cold, if you treasure this gift for me, i die in pain, not agony © 2010 BethWilliamson. |
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2 Reviews Added on August 13, 2010 Last Updated on August 13, 2010 AuthorBethWilliamson.Middlesbrough, United KingdomAboutBeth - Im 13,And, i'm not fake, my picture is me! Okay, so, i write poetry, not long page's of it, just a few paragraphs too sum up a story. Message me, and give me a topic or whatever, im always .. more..Writing
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