ShellA Poem by The High PoetThis will be my last post for a couple of months. I will be away from the computer. I thought I would post this one.All that is left is a shell Ever since I spent that day in hell Everything I had is gone Don't enjoy my favorite song **** Stress and worry are now my life Thought about ending it with a knife But that is no way out My mind starts to shout **** So how long can I live like this? Floating around with out any bliss Pretending everything is alright It feels like I'm loosing my lite **** The darkness starts to gain its ground Ever so slowly it doesn't make a sound So which mask should I wear today? I'm asking you, so what do you say?
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StatsAuthorThe High PoetGuelph, Guelph, CanadaAboutOnce I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..Writing
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