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From right, To the light. We’re running out of time, To find our way out. You can’t get a hold of this, Nor hold me back. I'll show you the path, And blood you wont quench. You’re left in this box, Only feel these walls. Sometimes I wish you misplaced, To feel this release. You know you can’t hide it, The beast you let go. And you psycho fit Is about to blow. You’re going to keep getting it, Being pushed around. You can’t handle this pain, A bullet sounds. You’re happy Their dead. I tried to lend a hand, You ignored what I said. So now you pay the price, To keep it held. From reaching its zenith, I swear I’ve seen it. Only in myself. |
I Like this!!!! You know there is one word in this Poem that really sticks out and forces the reader to really think deeply Its the word ZENITH To me that word instantly made me think just how fast the violence and all the sexual inuendos on television are slowly destroying our youth There is violence everywhere and no matter where you turn the stupid damn media throws it right in your face Its no wonder our children our so screwed up in todays society Other then that your words truthfully show just how hard it is to be a teen in the world today I admire your courage for sharing this EXCELLENT WORK!!! Please if you get a chance Please take a look at some of my writes and let me know what you think Thank You God Bless Ron | Posted on 2008-06-16 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ] | i like ur style it is the type of poetry u either relate to or u dont and thank u for ur comment | | Posted on 2007-12-17 00:00:00 | by bleeding_words | [ Reply to This ] | |