Just an over emotional stupid write...written on first impulse as always
I know it hurts,
I know, it burns,
Believe me, i know,
Yeah, I know.
Feel the pain, twice,
Feel what I feel,
I know what you feel,
Don't confess to me,
Don't pray for me
Just let go,
Its callin again,
You must let go,
I must go.
Cry like I did,
Feel what I feel,
Live like I did,
Wait for me,
Like I waited for you.
Just let go,
I must go.
You never loved me,
There was nothin,
Just unanswered questions,
And unkept promises.
So just let go,
I must go,
My real family awaits somewhere,
Somewhere in the unknown,
Just let go,
I must go now.
Must let go of my so called "Family" someday(the sooner the better), cuz they treat me like a pile of crap... Its not that hard, when i think about it, cuz they were never acting like family.
My Review
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This has a real rapid, rhythmic, busy-minded sensation within it. Its inner-voice feel is like a conscience arguing within itself, outwardly unspoken; as if trying to justify its intent through thought. And I think it truly portrays how these kind of mental wranglings work with themselves, as if constantly arguing the same point and yet agreeing and confirming at the same time. Something like that, it's hard to describe more accurately.
The emphasis of repetition in the words "let go, I must go" is the punching core of the poem and drives it - and drives through it like a red hot poker. The rushing feeling of the writing evokes an image of a quick exit, madly and with nothing more to be said. The words here are very effective.
A good piece of work.
This has a real rapid, rhythmic, busy-minded sensation within it. Its inner-voice feel is like a conscience arguing within itself, outwardly unspoken; as if trying to justify its intent through thought. And I think it truly portrays how these kind of mental wranglings work with themselves, as if constantly arguing the same point and yet agreeing and confirming at the same time. Something like that, it's hard to describe more accurately.
The emphasis of repetition in the words "let go, I must go" is the punching core of the poem and drives it - and drives through it like a red hot poker. The rushing feeling of the writing evokes an image of a quick exit, madly and with nothing more to be said. The words here are very effective.
A good piece of work.
OH! It's very very DEEP! It hurts when stranger hurts YOU but the worst part is when your family don't support you. It really HURTS! :( I love the emotions the intense feelings that you've brought to your this write. Amazing work!
OUTSTANDING!
And never call it stupid, it's straight from the heart and we all felt it!
Keep writin' ^_^
This is what i like to call a vent write, a way to get it all out to help you deal with it all!
I like these writes because they are raw and real!
Yes,,,not all family is blood!
Brilliant Ethan! :)