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By Myself


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Written by Sorrow Is My Mask   
Wednesday, 30 April 2008
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By Myself

 

Gripping tight this head of mine

Wondering why everything has become distorted in time

 

The littlest things you do

Everything you always are trying to prove

 

It irritates my skin

Makes the blood burn somewhere deep down within

 

And I can't control the anger in myself

Count to ten and I find myself in hell

 

I can't just seep into the crowd

I can't pretend your voice isn't so loud

 

Thumping nonstop in my brain

Is the same old you, far away from sane

 

And I guess I'm just not what I used to be

I'm not like you, some fake effigy

 

But in the end am I all that better than you

Could there be something that I'm trying to prove

 

Unlike you, I guess I do keep my veins clean

But all alone by myself I still scream the same screams



Copyright 2008 Sorrow Is My Mask
Keyword: By Myself
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Comments (2)
Posted by CELL
2008-04-30 15:16:20
....

Damn, 'bout 5 minutes to type this up??

Loony O.o

That is fast.

This actually helps me understand

the reason behind why some people

immediately assume they are being

targeted or attacked.

Impressive how you can channel

emotion into poetry so quickly!
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Posted by lobiva nadha
2008-04-30 21:19:18
!!,,

thats sure very true!! how can you bring in emotion into poetry so Quickly!!!

This is great....oooooooooooooshh!! am jealous,, just teach me how to?
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