miguel palma


Cold - Poem by miguel palma

Cold

is it to be feed with anger, sadness, and sorrow.
Been cruel, cold-blooded, pitiless, heartless and lifeless.
I don’t understand how one can carry so much hatred in its heart.
To not be a human, to become a fiend, a monster.
Can one achieve this? Can one become merciless?
I’ll tell you, it is possible! By been around people that don’t acknowledge what you do
by been with someone that doesn’t love you as you love her/him, to be neglected.
This feeling will it the person alive, it’s heart will become black,
it’s appearance will become lifeless. It will not care about anything, anyone, anymore…….

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 3, 2009



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