When I Stopped Falling

December 3, 2008
By Midnight_Thinker BRONZE, Sebago, Maine
Midnight_Thinker BRONZE, Sebago, Maine
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Favorite Quote:
"it lives like a heart shaped like a jar and when others ask, can you open this for me? We always get the say answer, not without breaking it. More often then sometimes I say, go for it." -Shane Koycazan

Broken bones, scared skin, clotted

My body is damp and left in the mud
The rain keeps pouring down
All the commotion is an uproar of

Still breathing here
Please don't shed a tear
Muscles flex joints crack
who would want this abomination back
Arms lift my face from the ground
Thank God I wasn't found
Shaking as I see my reflection in the
My face I want to alter
I turn see the sky
And I thank it for washing me of all
the filth
I embrace the unveiled sun's warmth
veins open to bring back my body heat
Leaning forward to see where I landed
I crashed into an oasis
Left in a never ending stasis
But its better then hell

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This article has 1 comment.

moo321 said...
on Dec. 11 2008 at 3:06 am
i liked this poem a lot it really brought out my emotion on the subject even though there are some spelling errors i think its a great piece anyway good job!!!


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