sitting here alone

By stuckinneutral_09

im sitting here all alone
my skin feels withered to the bone

i remember when i eyes used to shone
now i look like the opposite clone

im tired of every thing
the water in my head goes cling cling cling

i just wish i could get out of this mind sling.

even in this world it feels like i have no meaning

cuz im here still all alone,
thinking of when my eyes shone, looking at my skin withered
to the bone


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Copyright 2005 stuckinneutral_09
Published on Monday, May 16, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Just Dave On Saturday, December 30, 2017, Just Dave (448)By person wrote:

    Getting out of ones head is something that eludes most of us here at DP. If your stuck in your own head you know that's a rough playground to play in. Great write. JD

  • mywristshurt On Thursday, August 10, 2006, mywristshurt (405)By person wrote:

    this was very melocholy.. but you have a good way to put your lonliness... if you need me im a dp mail away

  • Elise On Tuesday, May 17, 2005, Elise (187)By person wrote:

    You could totally rap this ^_^

  • Saint_Reaper On Tuesday, May 17, 2005, Saint_Reaper (200)By person wrote:

    oh, i like this.... flows greatly, keep up the awesome poems...~saint~

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