yeah, i feel lame since no one seems to have gone in here much, but i'm gonna put up a poem i just wrote. i feel like s**t but... well, it's self explainatory, actually, so i'll just shut up.
Fallen footsteps guide the path, like breadcrumbs impervious to birds
For the vultures have all tired of the crust, and hang on to your dying words.
Crosses line the forest walls dedicated to the pieces of heart
That were lost in the battles of the war in my mind that tore my life apart.
The path grows dimmer as the trees thicken, leafless, though they may be
Their dark dew seeps into my pores and combine with gravity
Weighing down, the pressure mounts, but I must not lose my stride
I’ll run to the ends of forever and back, but I can never hide
From the shadow that has followed me—I can feel it closing in
Walking almost side-by-side until I feel its chill within
With each inhalation, it rasps my voice, until a scream cannot be heard
Swallowing me into his black abyss, I fall with no protesting word
Alone I start my path once more, my hamster wheel one mile closer to the sun.
It’s almost insulting to have to start once more in a war that can’t be won.
still a bit rough, i'll fix it up later, but tell me what you think, mkay?
[edit] i deleted the original poem and changed a few words, so here's what i've changed it up to.
The All Bi~Gay~Lesbian Hangout
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