Inner EmotionsA Poem by Pyrrha Raynyeah...wasn't a good day...lolAll we hear is nothing always the same flooding silence... because nobody is really listening anymore.
My heart exploded into a million peices and your name was written on that silver bullet.
My skin ripped away from my chest and exposed me from within.. Is there a heart still there? or is it just a mess of death.
So let me burn and combust into flames but don't worry because I like the way it hurts it's reminding me that I"m still alive.
My skin cries rivers of red how did my life come to this.. to the point where anything is the perfect escape.
I'm sorry I hurt and that I freel this darkened pain.. I don't have an answer for everything.
So I'll watch this blood fall from my chest and scream as loud as I can
Because somebody has yet to see and somebody has yet to hear my screams.
Somebody save me and tell me that this pain isn't real. © 2010 Pyrrha RaynAuthor's Note
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Added on October 3, 2010 Last Updated on October 3, 2010 AuthorPyrrha RaynThe Wonderland In My Brain., MTAboutI write poetry... And, yeah I hope it reaches you. more..Writing
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