My WorldA Poem by MachinaWriterA poem...My world Concrete pavements -and discrete statements Rolls, cash. A temporary feeling -that will never last.
Cigarette smoke, -built up in a haze. Clouded vision, -in a sober daze. Think of drinks, -and past days. Thinking I'll sink -into past ways.
Lies, deception. A made up story, -with every day's inception. Where to go? What to do? It feels like every word I say -is never true. Am I doing this to me? Am I doing this to you?
My world. Love and depression, -truth and deception. Sorrow and happiness, -both are temporary impressions. Early nights, -with restless sleep. Morning fights, -but the love is still deep. © 2012 MachinaWriterAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 16, 2012 Last Updated on October 16, 2012 AuthorMachinaWriterSpringfield, ILAboutMy original passion has always been in writing stories. Most of them were fantasy stories, because I always wanted to escape. That's what it was. An escape from the troubles of life. Joining this site.. more..Writing
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