Christon SykesSmith

Rookie (09/30/1995 / Milwaukee, WI)

Spark - Poem by Christon SykesSmith

Getting played and then shut down.
Spark.
Getting beat up then thrown on the ground
Spark!
Everybody loosing faith and trust,
making me feel lower then the dust.
Spark! !
Yelling.
Screaming.
Ear buds bleeding.
Spark! ! !
Spark! ! ! !
FLAME! ! ! ! !
Now everyone’s to blame.
Because now THEIR city is in flames.
Things gone asunder.
Buildings burned form the ground under.
People dying.
Babies crying.
Through all of it people are STILL lying.
I guess they won’t learn,
Until their whole city is burned.
Flames buring the billdings to dust.
Getting blown away by the smallest gust.

Cutting
Cutting
Deep in your wrist.
Flame.
Thinking of death.
Forgeting about life.
Parents fighting
Flame.
The teasing at school
Nothing I'm use to it.
The Desecration of MY things
Flame
Flame
Fire
I Explode
It's the end of my days.
I'm sick of this life I'm done.
I'm threw.
They wont miss me tutaloo


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, August 27, 2010


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