i have words to say
yet when i try to speak nothing comes out
i dreadthe day
all i can do is shout
my emotions are repressed
this is the cause to all my stress
it is this that forces me to choke
and drives me to smoke
i hate the cause but love the feeling
its my life this "god" is steeling
no one to blame but me
life is the ride and death is the fee
i speak yet no one listens
my eyes nolonger glisten
it is a horible sight
they burn in the night
I loved the whole second stanza the most of all of the poem, it just stands out the most. The first stanza really gains all of the interest, this was written well, I wanted to keep reading.
i love the last stanza, this is almost like some life stories i know aswell. great format and discription. although there's just sometimes no way to get out untill someone carries you from that hole your in.
Submission Name: grey
