HateA Poem by Gitana DeneffNoises are garbled Tumbling around like marbles In my head. And I’m tired of pretending That everything you said Didn’t leave me Feeling horrible. Tired of pretending That everything is great, When really, I’m filled to the brim With hate So much hate And no way to escape. Blinding rages Bring forth my tears Gushing from endless Sunken eye sockets. This silent fury Flutters through me, Ripping up my lungs Until they are ragged from My shuddering sobs, My deafening screams. © 2011 Gitana Deneff |
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Added on October 21, 2011 Last Updated on October 21, 2011 AuthorGitana DeneffCypress, CAAboutI love writing. I really hope that I can make a career out of it... I tend to look everywhere for inspiration. The world is my oyster and it has treated me well, helping create my beloved compositions.. more..Writing
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