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Alone
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English Dropping tears,
Loosing my mind.
Looking at what has
Been left behind.
Pain and sorrow,
Chains and crucifictions.
Old memories,
Old stupidities.
Nothing you do,
Nothing you say.
Nothing can
Take my inner pain way.
I can't help myself,
I've got to face the fact;
Life is meaningless,
Death is calling.
Blood hits the floor,
Leaves a dark red spot.
Sitting alone,
Looking at something red.
Sol, I read your poem. There is depth within it. Also talent. Keep up the work.
Debra Faulconer Baker
Thank you.
I wish I could share your faith in my talents ;)
I love this nothing like I could ever write look at my poems and you will see
Thank you.
Why is it nothing like what you can write?
Very powerful piece.
Thank you.
Sorry for taking so long to reply.
Thank you.
very poetic, a good flow of words.
Thank you.
Glad to hear that, since english is my second language.
depression is such a large inspirational subject.... I have gone back and read some of my own writing that was done while I was depressed.. and well all I can say it that it scared the hell out of me.... you hang in there and use the talent you have to get the feelings out....
Thank you.
Sorry for taking so long to reply.
Yeah, it's kind of hard to even find inspiration when the mind isn't quite as dark.
By the last line it sounds like a suicide attempt... u ok?? Or were you just putting urself in someone elses shoes? its good tho
Sorry for taking so long to
Sorry for taking so long to reply.
Yes, I'm okay.
But I had numerous suicide attempts around the time I wrote it.
Sadly, none of them were succesful.