Deep. I fall in a pile of darkness.
So deep, I didn't resist.
I don't even know right and wrong.
I want to express my unhappiness but,
These people won't let me.
Scribbling these words eased my mind.
I cried writing this.
For I felt soft- weak
It felt like my anger kept piling up.
That the hole kept deepening.
This pile of sadness,
Filled my dug up hole.
I did not create this
It was created for me and only me.
No matter how many times,
I smile but cry
The wind's current was like my madness.
It grew stronger.
Will it calm down?
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My Feelings, My Thoughts, My Wonders Poems
PoesíaThis is basically my poems about me. (So selfish) I just wanna put this down because poetry is my strongest for language arts/English/writing. Hope you enjoy!
