SADNESS
I AM STANDING IN A ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE
I HEAR THEIR LAUGHTER, BUT I CAN'T JOIN THEM
I SEE THEIR SMILES, BUT I HAVE NOT ONE TO GIVE
EVERYONE IS PARTAKING OF THE FEAST
BUT NO ONE HAS A MORSEL FOR ME
AM I INVISIBLE?
DOESN'T ANYONE CARE?
I AM NOT HOLLOW, JUST IGNORED, OVERLOOKED
EVERYTHING I LOVE HAS JUST BEEN TAKEN FROM ME
INCLUDING MY REASON FOR RISING IN THE MORNING
WHAT MORE CAN I STAND?
HOW MUCH MORE CAN I ENDURE?

HELP ME I CRY, BUT NO ONE HEARS
LOOK AT ME,  BUT THEY CAN'T SEE
THE HURT WITHIN MY SOUL IS LIKE A FIRE IN THE NIGHT
FLAMES GROWING EVER HIGHER
WHILE THE PAIN SIZZLES
WILL I SURVIVE, OR SURRENDER TO THE BEAST WITHIN

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vwhitlock   vwhitlock wrote
on 11/3/2008 5:10:21 AM
Sometimes we all have to build our barriers and watch the game of life from the outskirts...the beast within doesn't want the walls to come down, he wants to keep us all to himself but by exposing him for the jealous bastard he is...lol...helps us find our way back! Good read, full of depth and soul searching!

hoodiegirl   hoodiegirl wrote
on 10/29/2008 9:37:14 PM
Very poignent.

BIDDIXGIRL
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LIFE IS A RIDE, EITHER OF JOY OR REGRET. WHICH DO YOU CHOOSE? THINK QUICKLY, YOU MAY SOON BE AT A DEAD END!
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THE CRY FOR LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING
A Word from the Writer
THIS POEM CAPTURES THE CRY OF A PERSON NEEDING THE TOUCH OF LOVE FROM OTHERS SURROUNDING THEM.
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