In case you haven't heard

• Artist: skipeople
• Description: A poem I wrote while going through some hard times. In a way, it's a poem for my mom and how I'm really not in touch with her.
• Date: 07/16/2008
• Tags: life depressive poetry muse

Decease is my muse,
heaven's a lie.
Never again
will my wings spread to fly.

Calling my name,
you hear no response.
Opening the door,
my bleeding arm taunts.

Angered eyes stare,
accusing words said.
What do you think,
me wishing I were dead?

Scars on my arms,
no attempt failed.
Still you don't see
how you have me jailed.

Why don't you believe me?
Why can you not hear?
Questions and answers.
You love, yet you fear.

How shall we get through this
with such lack in trust?
Kicking and screaming,
we both bite the dust.

You pull me in
as I push away.
I never have known you
to this time and day.

How can you expect me
to come out and share
all I am thinking?
This, I can't dare.

Holding out arms,
you see, all can see,
this dying relation
between you and me.

Comments

[Xx_iNatRal_Xpressionz_xX]

Wow this is really good writing keep it up !

[dalilsoccagrl]

this is awesome! I hope you and your mom work things out smile

[Rachlotsoflove]

That is sooo good! Wow you people are great!!

[KahluaKat]

Good poem. Something I and a lot of other people can relate to.

[Kyla_Ewens]

I saw the words "Wings spread to fly" and "Bleeding arm" and lost interest. Sorry, but those images are so over used. I understand that those words are probably how you were feeling at the time, but they don't come off powerfully. Using tired phrases like those won't make your work stand out. You have to find new and creative ways of expressing yourself.

[Ollieysius]

awesome o;

[Rowscax]

awwwww! i luv it!