Sometimes I feel like
Crawling into my little hole,
Holding tight and never
Letting go.
Protected by dreaming and hoping,
Wishing, praying, and longing for
A brighter tomorrow.
By doing this I enclose myself
In deceiving lies,
Leading to another dead end.
Will I ever find the correct path?
Or will I keep forging this
Dam'ned walkway to hell?
To make the sun rise on
This dull existance,
I must break from this shell
And find my way to
The hopes and dreams I had
Longed for.
And a life I had only heard about.
TPop woun't let me swear, so there's been an apostrophe added.
~Alex
Picked up a pen and just let it out.



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Actually, in some medieval manuscripts, there really is an apostrophe there... *poppity pop pop pop pop* Very nice. And the boldfacing is a brilliant idea.
CALAMARI
2007-11-02 19:58:36
There we go! Someone's finally said it! Everybody: stop wallowing in despair and DO something! I agree with the others, and great job! (But Hell-o is supposed to be capitalized because you use it as a place.) I shall be the first to poppity pop!
MXSKAI
2007-11-02 13:46:29
Nice! No worries on the apostrophe it dosnt take away from your poem
SHY0NE1
2007-11-01 17:52:20
I like this poem. Nicely written.
ANNCHOEVE
2007-11-01 16:39:51
Wow...nice free-writing. But I think that it would have been better if you didn't bold the words. I understand that you're probably trying to emphasize them, but its a bit distracting while reading. n.n
9261993
2007-11-01 14:29:41