more poetry

Nov 17, 2005 08:38

Dust in my mind

in a world where nothing matters
i stand alone
wondering around aimlessley
with no place to go
even the deepest part of my mind
seems to reject me
and that’s scary
to feel like you’re own mind
doesn’t even want you
its like a blank page
just waiting to be written on
but it won’t let me
scared to see the truth
scared to see how it really is
so i’ll dust off the cobwebs
in my mind and we’ll see
just what comes of it all.

see all morbid and shite... wtf is wrong with me?! i can't write a happy poem to save my life..lol.. oh well... its still a great feeling to be able to write again! :-D
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