James Harding

My Confession

unsure of what to write
but im doin one more tonight
ill just let my mind go
watch my fingers flow
take a sec stare out the window
and see what kinda story grows
lately this and guitar is the only thing im doin
so at this point and time, for this, my mind is ruined
not one topic, not one subject is comin up
besides what i have talked about enough
the heartache of once being in love
fits music and poetry like a glove
how do i escape the state of depression
i don't want to be in it is my obvious confession

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2008

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  • Bonnie Harding (7/22/2010 4:53:00 PM)

    Never read this one before, , , , straight and to the point. Nicely written

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  • Miranda Stoltz (12/22/2009 7:38:00 PM)

    Wow, that was really good. (:

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  • Jennalyn Corday (7/31/2008 8:49:00 AM)

    what did she do to u? your poems are sad.ur sad its sad and now im sad
    duz she even know she hurt u? cuz if not sum one shud tell her cuz this aint rite...sorry

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