Pierce Bonds

10 Jul, 2013 03:59 AM
I found comfort in pain,
But a friend in death.

I gathered my feeling,
and bottled them away.
I dont need them.
I dont want them.

I still live.
But not for anyone who cares.
I live for myself.

Feel the way I do.
Because thats the only way
to help me.

Feel the sorrow because it will go away.

Feel me when i tell you this:

I know how it feels.
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Sabrina Haddad says:
07 May, 2014 09:55 PM

I really like this poem. Nice job!

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