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Maybe it’s the dark
That continues to try to
Seep into light that has
Dwindled into nothingness.
Maybe it’s the crying flower
Of happiness.
Maybe it’s my heart which
Is constantly changing
Shades.
Or maybe just maybe its me.
My face says I’m happy while my
Heart says otherwise.
This feeling is the feeling of sorrowful
Angels of my eternity that cry..
Why am I tortured by myself?
While the blood of eternity seeps into
Darkness.
Please help for i know much but not the answer to
Myself.
Wow this is really good man, keep it up!
I like this poem... it 's good in it's own way and it quite got to me so... I like it very much, mostly the conclusion to the poem!
hmmm i like it bud!^^ u are a good wirter u should write more. well keep it up and i post when u make more^^
hmmm
I thought that was pretty Intresting keep it up:D
thank you ,thank you, thank you all ^_^ and for your support i will continue to put them on here..
BTW i get it from ma momma
Nice..... I sense the sorrowness into myself......
I think you meant to say in this line is sorrowness instead of sorrowful.....
EDIT:
This feeling is the feeling of sorrowful(sorrowness)
Don't worry its fine with me..... Hope I see some of your works.....
sorrowness angel? thanks for the reply though......