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January 11th, 2011
People ask me
If I'm okay
No I'm not
But I smile and lie anyway.
Mom always says
That I should be positive
But how can I
If life is so negative.
I feel the tears
Well up inside
Wishing someone
Would bridge this divide.
I know one day
That I will overflow
And then finally
My true colours will show.
No one can see
My twisted tormented soul
I hear the bell
It's sepulchral toll.
I will myself
To keep trudging on
Even knowing
They'll all soon be gone.
All around me
Things are falling apart
I struggle on with
My tattered heart.
If I'm okay
No I'm not
But I smile and lie anyway.
Mom always says
That I should be positive
But how can I
If life is so negative.
I feel the tears
Well up inside
Wishing someone
Would bridge this divide.
I know one day
That I will overflow
And then finally
My true colours will show.
No one can see
My twisted tormented soul
I hear the bell
It's sepulchral toll.
I will myself
To keep trudging on
Even knowing
They'll all soon be gone.
All around me
Things are falling apart
I struggle on with
My tattered heart.
Published 22nd Mar 2011
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23rd Mar 2011 1:27am
I feel the emotion in this porm so much, its as if i were the one feeling the pain and u were writing a biography on my life. keep up the good work. Oh yeah and welcome to DU Poetry
23rd Mar 2011 2:24am
Thanks ^.^ I've often been told that actually, there aren't many poems where I use the words "I" "Me" "Mine" and the like, this happens to be one of them, but by taking away those simple words, it makes the writing more...Universal, I guess.
