Treasure Island

Angel of Death

(07.05.93 / Cloppenburg)

Fix Me

I'm so hurt
My heart is broken
My soul damaged
Please come and fix me

I'm all alone
No one wants to be with me
No one hears what I say
Please come and fix me

I'm so jaded
Because of being everyones scapegoat
Because of all those complaints
Please come and fix me

I'm so tired
Of living
Without you

If you don't come to fix me
I will be broken

Fix me

Submitted: Wednesday, April 15, 2009

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  • Lycko Chizo (8/2/2009 8:00:00 PM)

    Your writing portrays real hurt feelings.. And It's affects your reader well! You must read my poem 'Those Eyes' and 'Sinking In Sadness' cause it kinda similar. Ill give it ten. (Report) Reply

  • Daryl Young (4/15/2009 7:11:00 AM)

    The passion and the almost screaming. The emptyness of it all. So very cool, beautiful flow. Good job, please feel free to read and comment on my works as well. thank you

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