Despair and pinecones
By heathenpoetry
Nothing can help me;
i'm in too much trouble.
Far
away from free;
im trapped in this bubble.
This bubble
of Sadness;
depressions home.
Swirling with madness;
despair and pinecones.
See me, hear me;
get me out of
here now.
Feel me, believe me;
just help me somehow.
So here i am waiting;
im longing for death.
This
life more frustrating;
with every breath.
When you read
this my darling;
i will aready be dead.
But just know you
were the last thing;
that went through my head.
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Copyright 2009 heathenpoetry
Published on Saturday, October 24, 2009.
Filed under:
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Comments on "Despair and pinecones"
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On Sunday, February 14, 2010, lupus tenebrae
(860) wrote:
A powerful write that's for sure, keep it up!
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A former member wrote:
Damn dude, that last line sealed the deal for me. Great poem man. :)