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Post by juicy14 on Feb 5, 2006 13:19:59 GMT -5
Gracefully she walks around her head held up high, her smile as bright as the stars but her lips are screaming without a sound trying to save her soul she hides its scars while her heart is bleeding with every lie she's got to tell keeping up the fake life she's leading somewhere between heaven and hell she's a convict, kept inside her own body as she tries to escape the pain with no expression on her face, her arms all bloody bloody from the wounds she caused herself in shame....
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Post by jeremysgrin on Feb 5, 2006 17:26:15 GMT -5
Wow Sabrina...that's awesome! Very violent and sad imagery. Something tells me this poem is about you. Am I right?
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Post by Arwen07 on Feb 5, 2006 18:22:03 GMT -5
Aww that's a good poem! It does sound very sad and dark. Like jeremysgrin said..is it bout u?
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Post by juicy14 on Feb 7, 2006 12:09:52 GMT -5
I'm glad you guys like it.....I write a lot of poems, I've got this art book thing, where I express my feelings in with songs and poems and drawings...it's something like an outlet for me.... The poem is about me, yeah. I like to write things out of another perspective though....it helps me to get a clearer view of my situation...
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Post by jeremysgrin on Feb 7, 2006 17:04:00 GMT -5
That's really sweet and good therapy too! I didn't know you could draw! It sounded so sad.
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