Misery & Anger

Misery & Anger

A Poem by Mercury Mirrors
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This is a poem I wrote in school (actually all these are written in class...I'm a lazy little girl...I HATE algebra! *stabs it with an inflatable spork* NYEHGH! Anyway This was a BAAAAAD day for me....read the hurt & anger & horridness ^^. Enjoy.

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When anger & misery intertwine,

It creates an acid that eats your mind.

You can't remember who you are,

Or what started this internal war.

 

You're nothing like you used to be,

So innocent & so carefree.

All you can do is scream & cry.

All you can want is to finally die.

 

Friends forgot you, never there.

Pain becomes too much to bear.

You resist the urge to hurt yourself.

To your 'friends' you cry for help.

 

You tell them you want to fade to black.

You never get a message back.

Your music is all that keeps you sane,

But what happens when your creativity wanes?

 

Written by,

Elizabeth Ann McClure

(copyrighted)

© 2008 Mercury Mirrors


Author's Note

Mercury Mirrors
...eggyolks...>.<

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I've been here before, no doubt. Music is quite good therapy, I agree.

To be honest, I didn't much like these next two lines...
"All you can do is scream & cry.
All you can want is to finally die."

...They seem cliche, said before. I'm not sure how, but you could twist it up a bit, or use more creative diction, something to give it color.

Anyway, overall it was good, I liked it for sure.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Nicely written I too have had that kind of experience with friends, the words flowed smoothly, great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


when creativity wanes you get back your brain,lol great work i love it

Posted 16 Years Ago



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A Poem by Mercury Mirrors



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