Speak

April 28, 2010
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I close my eyes and the memories start to come back.

The memories of that night form in my head.

A voice is what I lack.


A voice to speak up and tell the feelings I feel, to tell the secret no one knows.

I silently scream in my mind and close my eyes and feel the cold wind as it blows.

The tears slowly fall and I keep everyone out with a stone wall.





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LittleMidnight said...
Oct. 26, 2011 at 3:09 pm

O.O

Im speechless...

 
J4Yc3 replied...
Oct. 26, 2011 at 8:44 pm

:)(:

Thanks lol

 
SamiLou said...
Oct. 26, 2011 at 12:21 pm
Its interesting that you alternate using long and short line lengths. Ive noticed you do that in a lot of your poems. The lines are my poems are usually all the same length and im trying to work on being able to have them differ like you do. Good job! You said a lot in a few words (which is exactly what poems should do)
 
J4Yc3 replied...
Oct. 26, 2011 at 8:43 pm
Thank you so much and I wish you luck of the irish (since I'm irish lol) on getting the lines to differ. To be honest I never even noticed that until now. :)(:
 
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