Deep Poetry for Friday, February 18, 2011

sometimes as i walk through the halls of my school I wonder who else is hiding behind walls is any of them trying to figure out what the point is anymore acting so tough here but at home fall broken to the floor does that girl wear long sleeves because shes cold or is she like me? How about that guy is he secretly holding a gun at his side planning suicide do they give into the ways of the world and decide to make themselves good enough by not eating or drugs or alchol could they be questioning... Sign in to see full entry.

From death and darkness Life departures from a ruined soul Because the pain within Is the only thing That keeps this body whole Even empty and hollow Filled with memories That are hard to swallow That can only be hidden For a short while Replaced by the temporal smile A hidden martyr, Slaving away on the inside Far away from the outside Living in secret Until my tormentors are gone That is the one thing That keeps me strong Gives me the strength To take each day at a time To take a stand And... Sign in to see full entry.