The pressure of that blade
wishing anything you could trade
your life for another
the cold sweat on your face
...
When i look in the mirror i see
something fake staring back at me
i look so happy to you
but on the inside i'm broken and blue
...
blushed cheeks
caused by a love that truley speaks
of a time that once was
simply because
...
You know that knot
in the bottom of your stomach
that just when you think its gone
it's not..
...
concerned with what people think
it pushes us to the brink
of something bigger
full of determination and vigor
...
My name's Ali. The only way i know how to express my feelings without a horrible result, is through poetry.)
I See
I see
people running from reality
they want out
without a doubt
or a backwards glance
I guess life doesn't get it's chance
They can say that life is hard
or that they didn't get delt the right card
but have they ever though how we treat it?
massive destruction, rape, hate, and crime
still freely we take every breath and give back nothing, but wasted time.