my holeA Poem by Tendencieshow do i get myself out of a hole that i dug myself into my only companion is my shovel and my bare feet i dig at he walls trying to climb my way out the dirt and rocks fall to my face causing me to fall back down i cant do this on my own i need a helping hand to pull me out of my self dug hole of demise. © 2008 Tendencies |
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Added on June 7, 2008 Last Updated on June 7, 2008 AuthorTendenciesFountain Inn, SCAboutI write poetry everyday, it is my life, my soul, my being. Poetry is what holds me together, it is what keeps my from going insane. All the times i wanted to commit suicide, it is what pull.. more..Writing
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