Broken Trust
By Arsonick
Friends are gone, left you to rust,
Broken heart, broken trust.
God is gone, far away,
Your all that's left, all that stays.
Fear is rising, endless death.
Reality is fading, Pain is Rising.
Your face contorting, Inner tearing,
Death surrounds you, entrapment,
Escape routes closing, abandonment.
Tired of fighting, ready for dying.
Gun in hand, bullet in barrel.
Nothing held back,
Life is fading...
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Copyright 2004 Arsonick
Published on Tuesday, June 8, 2004.
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On Tuesday, August 22, 2017, Just Dave
(448) wrote:
I wish I could put so much meaning into such a short poem. Very well done. Love it. JD
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A former member wrote:
good jod like it alot
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On Sunday, June 13, 2004, SilencedAngel
(52) wrote:
I like this one, its very familiar to me, like going to a childhood place long forgotten.
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A former member wrote:
wow powerful. i like the format of how its written. good job. also your is you're, the only mistake that i found