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There was a really dark time in my life. I Was unsure of who I am and felt constantly lonely, even when surrounded by friends. I was depressed and confused... I was violent and rebellious. I pushed people away and kind of destroyed my own life. As all the good things in my life disappear, taken away by me. I saw it slipping, my life slipping. This poem now represents a lot of my life that past. It might mean something different to other people so I will love to hear what you think about it...
Submitted:Oct 31, 2012 Reads: 23 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
As time flies by,
So slowly,
So daring.
Life fades,
into iternity,
Life fades,
into history.
Who am I?
Why am I hear?
I have created shadows.
Dark shadows
Fighting,
Chasing me.
There still are stars.
Stars fading into the night,
Into darkness,
No more light.
I hear voices in my head,
Shouting,
Ever fighting.
All is turning dark.
Far away it goes.
Deeper into the night.
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Other writing by LaceyGerardMonroe My one true love. Nasty threads I am me. Against myself. Say you wont care. The shadow of my soul.
Life, Death, Poetry, Poem, Opinion, Hope, World, Society, Nature, Politics, Pain, War, Faith, You, Depression