The Silence

The Silence

A Poem by hayley smith

2:10 she lies awake antother night she speands alone without his touch shes been so cold

The blode is running thour her vains.with every beat thiers no escape.

lost in every thing she turst still can't seem to get enouf 

even though  the world she loved it will never be the way was

and the haret he left her is braking

every night she crys and dies a littel more inside

nothing left inside

and the silence will set her free

memerys take her back

every moment fades to black

© 2009 hayley smith


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I liked this a lot but before I praise it anymore let me point out the misspellings and grammar mistakes before i forget.

2:10 she lies awake antother (another) night she speands (spends) alone without his touch shes (she's) been so cold

The blode (blood) is running thour (through) her vains (veins) .with every beat thiers (there's) no escape.

lost in every thing (everything) she turst (trust) still can't seem to get enouf (enough)

even though the world she loved it will never be the way was (2 spaces between "though" and "the" only need 1 space)

and the haret (heart) he left her is braking (breaking)

every night she crys (cries) and dies a littel (little) more inside

nothing left inside

and the silence will set her free

memerys (memories) take her back

every moment fades to black

Ok so with that out of the way I just want to say that this was a wonderful piece. It had great flow and rhythm and if you edit this piece it will improve the poem so much. My favorite lines were the last two. Wonderful job.
With love,
Tallulah

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on November 13, 2009
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hayley smith
hayley smith

zanesville, OH



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my mom abandon me .my dad always sleeps and when hes awake all he dose is yell at me for no reson my poems are depressing cause i only write when i'm depressed which is vary often .. more..

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