another spontaneous poem out of my pure frustration with my life. there will probably be more of these than anything else right now. I'm not 100% sure yet, but if things keep going the way they are. I don't know if I'll be writing stories very much or the opposite will happen....*shrugs* well who knows. hope you like it, read, comment, vote, fan
-Ash
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No one listens
No one cares
No one is here
No one ever has
No one really feels
What I'll never confess
How you judge
If you do not know
How can you tell?
Who is true?
What I feel
Do you even know if it's real?
How can you sit there,
And be such a pest
Trying to make things worse,
out of this mess?
There'll never be peace
There'll never be a place
Where one can go,
to escape
The walls seem to be closing in
There's no one around
There's no one within
There's no one here
To catch my fall
To hear me scream
There's no one to save me,
from myself
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryMost of my poetry has either: Helped me get through tough experiences in life, due to an English assignment, and or it started out as a random thought that turned into something kinda wonderful. All of my poetry is extremely personal and I hope you...
