Description: this goes to them again.
they know who they are...
right here right now
kill away this pain
that allows this heart to ache
kill these memories
the ones of us
the ones that are torture
just killing me inside
this body is getting weak
these emotions are starting to leak
everybody is learning this Truth i hide
and i cant figure out whos on my side
my heart is aching and its all for you
it hurts so much, what can i do?
why me and not them?
why does my life seem so dim?
survival is looking slim...
this hellhole filled with memories
Pain feeds off of them like a feast
its the ccenter core of it all
and this energy is so fuckin raw!!
i dont know who to blame
cuz this hell isn't another one of your games!!
Ah. Teenage poetry. I'm not going to lie. It's not the greatest thing I've read before but it's a good start. I know you're not trying to be proper and it sounds better outloud to so I put that into consideration when I read it and it still sounds a little funny. I guess a little better rhyming would be better, that's just me of course. It sounds like you forced it to rhyme instead of letting it just flow. It's against my nature to really intentionally rhyme by picking out words that did rhyme. Still, like I said, great base to start with and I hope to read more from you soon.