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Maybe Life May Be Confusing

Poetry By: Colby
True confessions

This is about me wanting to fit in but when I was out with my family I felt like I was spinning around.

Submitted:May 3, 2012    Reads: 22    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


Nothing happens,

Not a single pin drops,

No sound at all,

Blood dripping on the hands,

Writing in blood,

Seeing the memories of my past self spiral around,

I can't see anything,

I just see darkness,

I feel like nothing is going to happen to me,

I may be odd,

But hell we all deal with me,

I can't understand anything,

Without you,

Since all I've done for you,

Is show you the world,

But I keep seeing the blood seep onto this paper,

The words I'm sorry,

The bleed into the paper,

So I'll walk up to you with me breathing so lightly,

Give you the I'm sorry letter,

Written in the blood of me,

Give this to everyone you know,

As it comes back to me,

That's when I'll be six feet under,

And this is home for me,

But I'll stay for you,

If you tell me that you love me,

Because I don't know who I am,

Or where I am without you


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