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Walking out at night...

Poem By: ezzy
Poetry


Its about how I feel when I walk out at night after a fight with any of my parnets sneeking outside to calm down. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Mar 21, 2008    Reads: 41    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


I just want to walk aimlessly and wanderly at a full night for countless hours

till the sun rises in the city.

I don't know what am I feeling anymore so down lately that my parnets find me insivble when

I'm in my sisters room they think I'm in my room out back,

and when I am wake they think I am asleep.

I am most of the time completely ingorned,

at night so I should get out of my house

and walk out in the night.

The dark surrounding me alone in the dangerous outshirkt bulidings of this city.

I don't think they would mind if I really disappear from them one night at the park alone

staring unconsiously at everything but mostly at the night sky...


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Comments:

Interesting write. Very passionate. I'm not sure about the blue writing on black highlight. It's kind of hard to read, but I understand why you did it. I'm sure they would mind a lot if you disappeared...
matmoo :)

Posted: Mar 21, 2008

Author Comment:

Why thank you for reading that how it feels when I'm at home most of the time. They maybe would...

Sad and touching. The rift between parents and their offspring (at times) well expressed but I echoe matmoo's comments - you would so be missed.

Posted: Apr 4, 2008

Author Comment:

Yes it is sad they seem to pay more attention to me now lately that it is going to be my senior in high school soon and wanting me to go to college,but I say its only a phrase they are putting attention to me more than ever... I probably will be but, I'll return back soon to them when the fight dies down... I always do. Thanks for reading ANNA.

SxyAzn
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I've only read a few of your poems so far and I've already felt like I've gotten closer to you. These feelings you express is shared with all your readers and I envy that skill that you have.

Posted: Jun 5, 2008

Author Comment:

Okay...thanks, who the hell are you...wha?

hi! ezzy. ur inner feelings are portrayed very well in this poem. desolation and despair, its enjoyable. lol. ;-)

Posted: Jun 9, 2008

Author Comment:

thanks.



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