Fantasy World

By A Broken Soul

I sit alone
As all my poems
They seem to say
The same
A saddened girl
A fucked up world
When will we end
The blame?

I want to write
Of peace and love
But none I come to find
I want to see
The death of all
Destructions in my mind

I sit surrounded
By the world
As everyone is walking pass
I know I can't
Go on the way
We did
A year has came
And passed

I want to write
Without your face
Inspiration
From a new place
The words I seem
To just repeat
The message stays
Redundantly

I sit around
And do nothing
To change the world
I'd rather sleep
I know I could
Spend my time
Fixing things
So there alright

I want to write
Without complaints
I want to see
The sky less gray
I wish to see
The death of all
My failures that
I just can't face

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Published on Thursday, October 28, 2004. Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"

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Comments on "Fantasy World"

A former member wrote: Love it, very good imagey
A former member wrote: Very good read. I enjoyed the cynical realism of it that I'm sure a lot of people can relate to.
On Tuesday, October 25, 2005, blue (1409) wrote:

mmm.. I loved the way this just rippled down the page in melancholy tempo.. nice. ~b
On Friday, January 7, 2005, VenomPlease (134) wrote:

Awesome. I can definately relate to this. Very well said and great flow.
On Tuesday, December 28, 2004, ShadowFlight (105) wrote:

a very nice write... excellent sustained sense of longing...
On Thursday, October 28, 2004, urbanhumility (1158) wrote:

brilliant........may the road rise to your feet, and the sun shine upon your back...........well spoken........urban
A former member wrote: it was like you pulled these thoughts right out of my head. I feel like I can relate to every word . well done