AnotherBrokenDoll Posted December 23, 2006 Share Posted December 23, 2006 Tension rising, Building up, Hunger killing, Pain errupts. Looking around, Finding food, Looking like the homeless, Nothing can break this mood. Devouring all i can find, Feeling worse, Not so hungry, Once again i give into the curse. Shove those fingers, Down your throat, Further further, Get rid of the coat. Up comes all the pain i feel, Nothing more then the food i steel, Making sure to throw up more then that last meal, Who said this wasn't such a big deal. Wanting out, No more pain, Get me out of this, Life of shame. Sorry lord, What have i become? Nothing more then, Stupid scum. The blade i fear, Has taken control, Broken lives many tears, Purging more to show my dear, I ain't so perfect. Not so great, Anit your angel, Ain't your mate. You can't fix me, I lost control, Maybe this is the end, To this broken shattered soul... I changed it to soul but i can't change the title lol.. Link to comment
yeawutever Posted December 23, 2006 Share Posted December 23, 2006 Great poem, you rock!!!!!!! Link to comment
AnotherBrokenDoll Posted December 24, 2006 Author Share Posted December 24, 2006 Thanks ailec Its always a boost to get your comment Link to comment
NKP Posted December 24, 2006 Share Posted December 24, 2006 Yeah its great, i loved it, and i can relate to it abit Link to comment
m_darko Posted December 24, 2006 Share Posted December 24, 2006 Rozz ..... Something appealing about this. My heart, whats left, feels for you. But hey, theres always hope...so I hear. G-DAY Link to comment
AnotherBrokenDoll Posted December 24, 2006 Author Share Posted December 24, 2006 lolz thanks so much. I guess poetry gets how i feel out even if its just a lil bit. It means alot getting comments so thanks. Link to comment
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