The World of HurtA Poem by IsabellaDo you know this feeling?My eyelids are closing, my vision is blurry, My head is pounding so hard, I swear, it's gonna blow. I hear the voice across the drift, words so harmonic and clear, I feel your eyes in my back, it burns through the fabric. Pull my weary hand into another realm. Release me from this nightmare, free me from despair. Drain my liquid life and pour it to the ground, Seize the knife and take me, Take me from this Hell, For I am lost and broken, my strings no longer work, All I see is darkness, all I feel is hurt. Tears freeze down my face, I know of nothing else, Except this living anguish, except the World of Hurt. © 2013 IsabellaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 15, 2013 Last Updated on October 15, 2013 AuthorIsabellaPAAboutMy name is Isabella, but I'm also referred to as "The Great Depression". My stories and poetry can probably tell you why I'm called that. I'm only 15 and still a child in high school, but that doesn't.. more..Writing
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