First poem ever made was in a year 10 English class, was an assignment. In this class i created the poem 'confusion'. Teacher explained in interest that I was good at expressing my feelings through poetry, thus has inspired me to create my poems. Will continue creating poetry through my experiences and events throughout my life. I hope you all enjoy them, and I'm opened to criticism, thank you for viewing :)
I felt your touch up against me
the feelings of what he did
burn within me
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The heart that is broken, weeps the tears of horror
from the sight of what it saw, wished it didn't.
To mend itself requires what it lost, but to find a new
dwells in the pressence of something i cannot find.
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I lay on the cold floor, feeling nothing new
A normal embrace of nothingness overcomes me
A frightful thought comes to mind
Im not on the floor
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...I see it flow from my chest...Finaly relising what you
have done... Nothing but a hole left...
Can't you see now? Nothing left...
Only the trail of blood to follow...to my grave...
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