21. Losing Myself
My eyes close.
I'm holding onto
my memories
and hatred.
My eyes close.
I'm holding onto
my memories
and hatred.
I've been in this dark place for awhile now too. I haven't smiled since he broke my heart two weeks ago. I just wanted to comment by saying thank you for sharing this poem because it let me...
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Born a self hatin' little girl with a soul so pure
Beautiful and smart-- so young, yet mature
Talented with words, but the world doesn't see
That this is the only way that I know how to be me
This poem shows excellent rhymes and wonderful description. In a way, I can relate to you being depressed because at some times it's hard to share your feelings about a problem you have or...
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Dressed in a sundress
Under the pouring rain,
She twirled around,
Raising her hands to the air.
Great piece. The poem touches me every time I read it. It exactly described my past experience.
Have you ever held in pain to the point where it seemed like you didn't care?
You could've sworn you were crying,
But when you went to wipe tears away there was nothing there?
Going through life empty,
All I have to say is that I really feel blessed to be able to feel it all. I am so grateful to G-d that I have the strength to care about things when I have a LOT of pain stored inside of my...