Go AwayA Poem by ashweejuneMy hands lay cold My eyes wet from the tears Music blaring through my ears There really isn’t a moment of silence Feeling so down So lost and confused The sound of death knocking upon my door Why I stay on this side is unknown Ending my life would make more sense Than living a life of rare happiness © 2011 ashweejune |
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Added on October 1, 2011 Last Updated on October 1, 2011 Author
ashweejuneUnder the StairsAboutThe smell of the rain makes me smile. I am my own worst critic. I believe in self-respect. My family means the world to me. Poetry heals my heart, love is my therapy, and my body is drug-free. more..Writing
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