Sad DayA Poem by JamesJust wasn't a good day.
I guess I'll be honest and admit that my heart's heavy,
Not afraid to say I advanced before we were ready. It was my job to be strength himself, but who am I kidding? Dead brother, dead to mother, and an emptiness that's fitting. Life would be easy, you know, if I didn't care. But, I do, so I have every right to be scared. I stand on a pedestal just long enough to be heard. Taking more than I gave always seemed to be absurd. Rediscover my needs in hope of becoming unmatched in your eyes, O', but we unleashed the anti-hero, victim by surprise. Destined for more than the every day machine. Sometimes the only thing we can do is breathe. © 2013 James |
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1 Review Added on December 18, 2013 Last Updated on December 18, 2013 AuthorJamesStearns, KYAboutHello, I am James, I'm nineteen and I write mostly as a stress reliever, I hope you enjoy my writings. more..Writing
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