As I sit alone

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Writing this poem, as I sit alone
People wonder why I'm hiding;
Inside my invisible shield.

I listen to the silence of the air
Feeling the beat of my heart,
As though it is empty, it is ever so bare.

Writing this poem, as I sit alone
People wonder why I'm so concealed.

I remember the memories; the vague past
Of the good times, that I wish hadn't went by so fast.

Writing this poem, as I sit alone
People wonder why I've never been revealed.

I keep the real soul of "me"
Inside of this human body,
For it is just a suit of armor,
That barely protects
I wish life was easy, without regrets.

Writing this poem, as I sit alone
Tell me, now do you know?





NOTE: this has a sort of personal twist on it. you may or may not understand what this poem means. sorry in advance if it is to vague, or lacks being specific!

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kaiden
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kaiden wrote a review · Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:56 am

aww how sad. =/ you seemed happy last night!

I guess I should try to review this then.

I listen to the silence of the air
Feeling the beat of my heart,
As though it is empty, it is ever so bare.


I think you should change the middle sentence to "Feel the beating of my heart" it flows better.

I'm still debating in my head on whether or not I should say take out the pieces where you say you're writing a poem. But then it fits because you're trying to send a message out and by doing that, you're writing a poem.

While it is personal, you want to be a clear as you can so that others can really feel your pain.

Hope you feel better!



Fairy Tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
— G.K. Chesterton