Hellspoet
Established Muse
I'd rather regret the things I have done than the things I have not
Posts: 191
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Post by Hellspoet on Nov 3, 2005 14:36:16 GMT -5
My desire weakened by time My hearts bleeding existence decaying Happiness for us that slowly diminished Depressive thoughts start coming to Suicide, Death, Hope,and Dispare I think I hear singing flow through my ears The sound of your voice pulses through my body Beating my mind bringing back memories Finally I wake from this corrupting dream I look around no ones there now I'm alone Alone again
Please tell me what you think
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Post by darkwoods on Nov 4, 2005 21:23:13 GMT -5
its good....really really good (not that i would know i think everything on here is good)
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Post by lauramaet2007 on Nov 10, 2005 17:45:28 GMT -5
Good write, i honestly am at a loss of words to describe the feelings that this piece initiated in mey mind. I like the way that if came together in the end, and the title is what drew me into this one. Good poem, keep writing. -Laura Mae
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Post by - Moirae - on Jul 9, 2006 12:52:22 GMT -5
very good write..you brought a lot of ideas into this that a lot of writers shy away from..
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