The Girls Who's Losing ItA Poem by TaylerFriends just aren't what they used to be
Sitting in the dark, It’s where I usually am these days, Screaming for deliverance, A chance to be free of it. Lying here alone, Wandering what’s wrong with the world, Left for dead, Sobbing tears of insanity. No one is listening, To the cries, brought on by them, Fallen friends and liars, All brought to the end. Everyone I thought was true, Sweet people and wonderful friends, And then the porcelain masks, Fell to break on the floor. What I saw scared me, Fear gripped my very being, But still I tried to help them, To be the friends, they weren’t to me. I’ve cried far too long, Too hard and too soft, The world is crashing round me, I’m loosing my precious sanity. Won’t somebody help? Care for the wretch in the midst, Once the strength, now the weakness, Help the girl who’s loosing it? © 2009 TaylerAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on November 20, 2009 Last Updated on December 11, 2009 AuthorTaylerAboutContrast... I can describe myself in a contrast of absract colors. The contrast of abstract colors represents the flow and movement of my mind. It moves subconsciously, like a river, creating sh.. more..Writing
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