Wasted.

Wasted.

A Poem by KingPatwic

Whats to live for
I am not sure
Is there something I dont see,
Its starting from the core,
I am missing the key,
The only future I see is meek,
Like light fading to dark,
The life I do not seek,
My heart has lost its spark,
9 years in school,
Talents are wasted,
Thoughts forgoten,
Still a fool,
Tension, sorrow, stress,
Crawling in my skin,
My life is a mess,
A storm of sin,
What I can not ration,
Is my passion,
What I find very strange,
I cant change.

© 2011 KingPatwic


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Added on June 25, 2010
Last Updated on March 8, 2011

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KingPatwic
KingPatwic

Mt.Vernon, NY



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Well yea my name is Patrick. I write mostly poetry on my free time. I write about random fantasy or sometimes how im feeling. When im not writing I usually go outside with my friends and play sports l.. more..

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