On my own
Lena d'Arc
09 Sep, 2011 06:18 AMI wonder what is this feeling, so deep inside of me? What is this cold breeze? So cold that it almost hurts... I've always been on my own, I've always been alone, And just when I though I will find myself, I would lose it all. What is this cold breeze? So cold that it almost hurts... My empty chest, And the fact that I'm alone... Once again... On my own... Walking forward with hands in pockets, Walking down on the frozen road, Lost in this whiteness, Lost in the storm...
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Post a Comment21 Dec, 2011 09:10 PM
this poem, On my Own, needs a little more, its not enough. It really needs more detail, more understanding of whats going on. Honestly, I didnt feel anthig for it...but its good. :)
02 Aug, 2012 11:04 PM
Very nice