Misery
Desperate
Is the tears
In the night
That no one
Will see.
Alone
Is the scars
That cover her
Body in the
Dark or in the light.
Insecure
Is a puzzle
Of her keeping
Away from existence.
Weak
Is a reminder
Of how far
We are
From death.
Peaceful
Is the perfect
Way of life that
Everyone strives for
Miserable
Is that one
Misguided soul at the end of
The earth.
Is the tears
In the night
That no one
Will see.
Alone
Is the scars
That cover her
Body in the
Dark or in the light.
Insecure
Is a puzzle
Of her keeping
Away from existence.
Weak
Is a reminder
Of how far
We are
From death.
Peaceful
Is the perfect
Way of life that
Everyone strives for
Miserable
Is that one
Misguided soul at the end of
The earth.
♠ ♠ ♠
As I said in the short description. I had to write this for english class. and I thouhgt I'd share it with you guys, because it's a look into my other side. :] my dark and gloomy side. also be waiting up for my new novel.... Six Feet Under. :] it's going to be good. I can feel it. But yeah.... I got a perfect score on this poem in english. I was literally probably the only one that really wrote something other than happy... or dream... or anything like that. :] Enjoy.