Submissions by Vanity-Assasin (Whispering Shadows...)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i write from the deepest part of my soul
waiting on sunset
Warming colors,
Reds and yellows,
Filling the sky,
Like soft little pillows,
The clouds cover up,
The beautiful sky,
Admitting that,
It is becoming night,
Blue turns to green,
Green turns to yellow,
Yellow turns to red,
Ending up on my pillow,
Stars start to cover,
The midnight sky,
I’m still wondering why,
Why my beautiful sky went away,
Another night is here,
Soon it will go by,
I lay my head to rest,
Ready for another day,
And yet I’m waiting again,
Waiting on the sunset..
Reds and yellows,
Filling the sky,
Like soft little pillows,
The clouds cover up,
The beautiful sky,
Admitting that,
It is becoming night,
Blue turns to green,
Green turns to yellow,
Yellow turns to red,
Ending up on my pillow,
Stars start to cover,
The midnight sky,
I’m still wondering why,
Why my beautiful sky went away,
Another night is here,
Soon it will go by,
I lay my head to rest,
Ready for another day,
And yet I’m waiting again,
Waiting on the sunset..
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the last time..
All hope is gone,
The remainder of my time has been lost,
The patience that I have at this point is slim to none,
My life has been a waste of not only my time but everybody else’s,
It is now time for my departure from this waste land they call a home,
Sickness overwhelms me,
Trust and mistrust,
Love and hate,
Despair.. Depression.. Life.. Death..
Sanity.. Insanity..
Saving myself to save everybody else,
Why should I try to make everybody else happy when it seems that the only thing that makes then happy is when I am miserable?
S (he’s) br (ok)...
The remainder of my time has been lost,
The patience that I have at this point is slim to none,
My life has been a waste of not only my time but everybody else’s,
It is now time for my departure from this waste land they call a home,
Sickness overwhelms me,
Trust and mistrust,
Love and hate,
Despair.. Depression.. Life.. Death..
Sanity.. Insanity..
Saving myself to save everybody else,
Why should I try to make everybody else happy when it seems that the only thing that makes then happy is when I am miserable?
S (he’s) br (ok)...
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