Inner Angles 12/31/2008

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    Inner Angles 12/31/2008

    Inner Angles 12/31/2008
    I’ve gone thru so much already in my life
    Life is strife and pain like knives
    It’s my strides—how I strive to believe
    When all of my body my mind wants to deceive
    Makes me perceive that it’s too late
    End of debate—forget an escape
    But I know inside
    That this is not fate—but thoughts of self hate
    The voices speak in words inaudible but compelling
    Draggin me in—tearing me down
    Outside I smile—inside a frown
    I drown in anxiety – insecurity
    A moment an eternity
    But I can’t succumb to these feelings inside
    When I know it’s false
    I’m so much stronger than even I know
    Have so much more to know and grow … Show!
    I have so much more to give
    So much more to create in this world of beauty and might
    I can’t help but fight defeat though pressures squeeze tight
    Think I can’t stand it
    Till I start to demand it
    From myself
    This hand I’ve been dealt
    The best hand I could’ve been given
    The only way I’ll ever be jailed
    Is if within I am imprisoned.

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    mrletsfitit commented on Inner Angles 12/31/2008

    06-16-2009

    I like it. I could feel your emotion while I WAS READING it. This is a power piece. Keep writing. It's truly a verbal shower

    prophesy commented on Inner Angles 12/31/2008

    01-26-2009

    i feel your pain, an this to shall pass by, for nothing last forever but he. thanx an cotiue the verbalshowers that dawn upon me. (contiued blessings)peace n prophesy

    jacquez commented on Inner Angles 12/31/2008

    01-20-2009

    wow thats great! I really shows wut alot or everyone really, goes through in life...nice!

    ndg commented on Inner Angles 12/31/2008

    01-07-2009

    Very good

    soulwriter commented on Inner Angles 12/31/2008

    01-03-2009

    I am not much for rhyme for I feel that it can subject the true thought being expressed into a collective box - in other words, words are penned just because the sound like another not because they express the true feeling of the author --- I said al

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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