My life's messed up
And no one knows
The misery behind my woes.
They try to see
But no one finds
The reason why
My eyes aren't dry.
I try to forget
But they come back,
The voices of the
Disserted past.
They nag at me
And never leave
Torment and drive me to insanity.
The only way they'll go away
Is if I go with them someday.
Forgetting and a certain longing to return inside setting free such nice words..thank you..iip
i love ths poem it is written with such a passion and true emotion well done!
I'm the demon of blood and I'll rate this 8 out of 10 its good but you can do better find your inner darkness and release it into the minds of these happy people put them all into a dark depression
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing.... u have a pretty nice way to send your message to the reader.... i like it! ! ! ! Although i agree with kevin: ' you could do better! ! ^_^ ' anyway... keep up the good work! ! !