End The Days Poem by Miranda Weller

End The Days



Sit behind this state of mind. Time, dammaged. Change the style up. The sound of silence, paint the room with my memories. How long it takes. Path of least resistance, keep my distance. An out let. Froze and deep in my soul. Dreams in my days in my sleep. The fire has been put out inside me, Freeze. Everything that has been done is deep, falling from my feet. Make feelings go. Take a breath and softly say good bye. Pull me up when the sun comes up. Rain on the roof shoes not worn. Pick the pieces up. Softly say goodbye.Forward motions. Guilty of feelings. Save your space, and search for your own stars. I love your face just stay away. False Hopes. Wide open like fruit on the vine. Is fresh its good its ripe. Easy to fall for the wrong, hard to open up for the right. Dance with the devil tonight, struggle with forward motion. Softy say good bye. Turn around, cold eyes that steal the life.Say goodbye and dont look into my eyes. I will be alright. Hold on. Breath to the edge of the feild as the flowers judge you. Danceing alone with the devil tonight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 16 January 2012

Great poem, really liked it.

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