From A Noose She Hangs

She feels so weary

Her purpose she can't find, an endless theory

All her life she's tried to hide

All of the torment her past keeps bottled up inside

Her eyes, they are made of glass now

Her tears, they have no where to run out

She's come to find noone understands her

Everybody pushes her down into disaster

Her body shows how many times it's been used

Her skin, so scratched and bruised

As for him, she convinces herself his heart she didn't break

It's not her fault he feels so out of place

But her own corruption, she knows is all her fault

So tired of pushing away every incomplete thought

But tonight she has fixed all of those things

Hanging from her hand made noose

Hoping to get her set of wings

Keyword: From A Noose She Hangs

Report this story | Add to Favorites | Send to Friends | Author's Profile

No Comments posted

Comments (6)

Posted by ThomasP3 2008-04-23 16:56:11 .... Sad, but good. + Report this comment
Posted by 20CARMEN_NiCOLE11 2008-04-23 17:12:53 .... THATS GOOD. AND SAD. BUT i LiKE iT. + Report this comment
Posted by Vango 2008-04-23 18:30:56 .... Very good and at the same time very sad. + Report this comment
Posted by Xena 2008-04-24 19:57:27 noose rymes with goose + Report this comment
Posted by R.E.Potter 2008-04-27 13:23:10 ,,, I just love this title. Thought it was a great piece as well. + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-26 21:15:09 .... The title was very interesting and your poem was sad and well written. Great job! + Report this comment

Post a comment

Post a comment