Saturday, August 23, 2008

Broken World


I don't know why I feel
The way that I do now.
With an urge to kill,
A desire to thrill,
While my world crashes down.

Once upon a time,
I was angel with silver wings-
I broke my word,
I killed my dreams,
But nobody there forgave my sins.

So now I'm just this victim
Of preconception
And true damnation,
Wracked with splinters,
Reminding me of
My wicked immoralation.

I'm reaching out into a world
I can no longer see.
Twisting emotions,
Chaotic potions,
Of longing for the person
I used to know as me.

4 comments:

Nikhil said...

Nice :D

You wrote it? :O

My existence said...

No. You came and wrote it for me :/

Unknown said...

nice...didnt know u write...poem ending is amazing :)

From The Unknown to the Knowns said...

http://allpoetry.com/poem/963067


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