Matt Mondschein

Rookie - 110 Points (3/16/60 / Macungie, PA.)

Lost Souls - Poem by Matt Mondschein

My pen feels heavy
My mind marose
A new state of living
Comatose

I still breathe
In this bitter silence
Yearning to explore
Death

What has become of my soul
Desperation
I climb back into an alcoholic
Deepness, darkness
One humongeous
Calamity filled hole

Dreary days appear
Piercing my heart
Little moments of peace
Fade quickly
To the past as
Insanity returns

Trying to resolve this disease
I ponder which way to turn
Back to a higher power
Or just burn with
The non-believers
Lost souls


Comments about Lost Souls by Matt Mondschein

  • Madly In Love (4/27/2007 4:04:00 PM)

    Wonderful poem Matt (Report)Reply

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  • Derrick Clark (4/27/2007 3:30:00 PM)

    that was pretty good Matt. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 27, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 19, 2011


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