Amy Louise Kerswell

Rookie - 10 Points (4/6/87 / Bath)

Sometimes - Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

Sometimes I'm a loser yes I am
sometimes I'm ok.
Sometimes I don't really know...
what I am to say...

Sometimes I'm afraid of life.
Sometimes that's okay.
When we're separate from this,
universal way...

Sometimes Im mad
And some times angry to.
But mostly hurt.

To the middle of this precipice,
sometimes I'm just a gust of wind....
Letting him in my head again
Its not my choice as such
Letting him win...

If I killed myself,
He wont find me
If I'm dead and gone,
He cant hurt me

To this soul of mine,
Long and dead?
Will I know I am gone?
Will I roam on and on?

As in life I could not fight.
It was way to much.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 7, 2011


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