This poem is actually about suffering and revenge, but that doesn’t mean I’m mad at someone! No, seriously, sometimes I get mad, but that fades off quickly. You know, I try to do things to capture the emotions sealed in every poem, which is why I try to explain things that seem farfetched from the poem, okay? Ha-ha, I’m explaining myself too much (I know).
VII
GETTING BACK
I didn’t mind my bleeding face
I still went on to win this fight
They came with fire and brought disgrace
Got heart-stabbed and blinded my sight
It has thrust to my deepest vein
And slashed the flesh of memory
It kept my mind from being sane
I lived in an infirmary
The hours were years; I can’t go on
The time is not enough to heal
I’d blame them ‘cause they always won
I wished I didn’t have to feel
I used to be a nobody
I used to be the one who dies
But now, I am a somebody
And it's revenge; you are all lies
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
