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Post by sukinekura on Nov 19, 2003 22:28:31 GMT -5
((OOC- More of a free verse poem than anything. No structure or anything.))
Always running from those around me. Never becoming truly close to anyone. Those that do come close to craking me, Are always pushed away. And the emotions that come with them, Are suppressed back into my very being. It causes me to ache all over, Knowing that the emotions that have never been known, Have been there all along.
Sometimes I wish upon the Heavens that I was normal, And not being the Dream Watcher that I am. It is like a curse to me, That I have to live with every single day. There is no escaping it, And that is what I hate and despise most. I watch those around me who do not have this burden, Then the jealousy and tears consume me whole.
I hate what I have become every day. A monster without a heart. A monster without feelings...
((OOC- Sad and depressing I know, but hey..it is what came out. xx;; ))
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Post by ladyrileylupus on Nov 20, 2003 18:58:51 GMT -5
a well written poem, yes very sad... hope she cheers up
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