fouled soul

0 Comments

Tags:
  • Hate

    fouled soul

    my heart is black with anger my soul is tanted with fear my being is alone and scared. i'm a shell of what i used to be a small glimps of what will never happen i feel no one knows me and everyone fears to get close i'm afraid of whats to come i can't think of a time when i was truly happy but i can't forget all the times i cried i'm not alone in this world but i'm without answers i feel so cold, to think that i used to be the one that could make anyone laugh but can't bring myself to smile, all that was is no longer and whats to become is the inevitable..................i feel i belong nowhere

    Poem Comments

    (0)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    ross71’s Poems (3)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    things to come 0
    fouled soul 0
    idrifferent 0