Hidden MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown


I have learned to be alone

Keeping my dreams and hopes unknown

I depend on my thoughts to keep me entertained

And I wonder how much of me has changed

I am not as open, wild and free

As I know that I used to be

I try to find a happy place

To fill this hollow empty space

My dreams are scary and overwhelmingly frightening

The fear of death and its evil sting has been heightening

My loneliness cannot go on anymore

I will have to open up my door

And let the whole world finally see

What they have been missing - the real me.

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on Jun. 30 2012 at 8:47 am
tayrobin BRONZE, Sydney, Other
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i really relate to this, and i think you did a really good job of portaying all the ideas :)

on Nov. 1 2010 at 4:58 pm
TheBlueGirl BRONZE, Crosby, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"Only the weak minded refuse to be Influence by literature and poetry"(Clockwork Angel by Cassandra Clare)
"One Must be alway be careful of books.... and what is inside them, for words have power to change us" (Clockwork Angel by Cassandra Clare)

I Love your poem. 

I can really relate it too


on Jul. 1 2010 at 3:24 pm
andshesfearless GOLD, West Harrison, New York
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Favorite Quote:
when the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.
-jimi hendrix-

you write really well!


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