How can they not see ?
How tired I be
How much I want peace
How much I want to leave
Sometimes I wish every thing around me could stop
This world is soo noisy...
It's Animal
It's living nature
It's people everything that's made
But how comes my voice is the only thing that seems to stop. The only thing that's mute.
The only thing everyone seems to forgot
I scream....
I shout .....
I scratch until my nails fall out
Until they're bleeding from the flesh .
My finger bones is all that's left
Still...
I could be the noisest of the noisy
I Could scream the loudest of all screams
I could cry the loudest of all cries
I could scratch the hardest of all scratches
And still. No human being can hear me.
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Poems From The Soul. POEMS FOR THE SOUL
PoetryIn this written piece are collection of poems that I wrote. Every poem in this work originally came from me. Also, included in this written piece are made mention often times of God and Jesus Christ my Savior and the light of my life. You can supp...
