As I lay sobbing in my window pane,
There falls a tear for every drop of rain,
And though people say I cannot feel,
Do their opinions make my pain any less real?
Help! I've fallen and cannot rise,
Into the tainted, blackened skies,
Helpless as I lay life to rest,
I begin to notice the rise and fall in my chest.
Help me! I know I've done wrong!
Though if you only knew how far id really gone,
I knew you hated all this time,
But my mere breath a true crime?
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Chaos- A Collection of Origional Poetic Works
PoetryHere I will be writing a bunch of random poems. Read them, or don't. I don't care. But I do appreciate each and every read you guys give me. :)