I want this MAG

May 10, 2009
By IndieSoul BRONZE, Freeland, Michigan
IndieSoul BRONZE, Freeland, Michigan
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My empty face does not reveal
these thoughts inside my convoluted mind.
Frustration, despair –
I have to admit I'm crazy.
And I hate myself for it.
Hate myself
for bringing the pain again.
But someday the time will come when
I will hand it to someone else.
Leaving my body, floating to the air.
I know they can see it
sitting here for the longest time.
The world could hear my psyche cry,
but I have become mute.
If I trust you,
we could dissolve
this dose of heartache.
I could swallow it, little by little
Until it bleeds from my skin.
Every pore, a different story.
But first I have to say the words,
unlock it all.

The author's comments:
I wrote this to try to describe my feelings towards my writing. I've always felt that my poems lack emotion, that they are nothing but dismal thoughts jotted down on a piece of paper. This poem helped me to view my writing, as well as myself, in a more positive light.

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daggy said...
on Dec. 3 2009 at 7:33 pm
Well done Indie. I knew you could do and may your writing take you further into the future then you could imagine

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