As I GoA Poem by (☞゚ヮ゚)☞Emmett☜(゚ヮ゚☜)
As my face change colors and become more defined
As I look into the mirror and see the ghost that claims is mine As a penny on the ground is saved into my sullen wallet As the eyes come around to make me cough it out in scarlet As the rolling sound of thunder comes from down beneath the Earth As the unnecessary laughter of close companions indeed hurt As the vastly blue sky send off its clouds upon my very eyes As the dreams and ambitions then come crashing down and dies As the world becomes more cold under small and trembling feet As the future offspring learn of what they must do to eat As the circle of life is set up by the habitat of us As the little monsters go ahead and run off of the bus As I look around at blue and red and ignore the feeble cries As the feel of the crash of knives come alive as I implied As the eyes come around and look away as if they are unknown As the knives cut my skin and tear off the lies of what I've shown As I surrender to the warmth that has now entered through my lungs As I notice the numbness of my swollen, empty tongue As I feel all the weight from my arms begin to fail As I realize I no longer need to worry about this life I call Jail As the pretty colors of others then fall upon my very plate As I can not help but turn around and run from fucked up fate As those pretty colors shout into my gray and empty head As I close my eyes and cut the ties which turned my gray head red © 2011 (☞゚ヮ゚)☞Emmett☜(゚ヮ゚☜)
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2 Reviews Added on November 6, 2011 Last Updated on November 21, 2011 Tags: Loneliness, Poetry, prisoner of society Author(☞゚ヮ゚)☞Emmett☜(゚ヮ゚☜)Does it matter?, FLAboutキタ━━━(゜∀゜)━━━!!!!! "Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." .. more..Writing
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