i just want to point out im not emo or goth and i can only write good emoish poems
THE EMPTY FEELING
every heart beat is a call of agony from my screamign soul that is pitched in forever darkness from the world around it, a seavered limb of my personality and an emptyness that cannot be filled. the hole is like an empty box never to be closed until it is filled. every blow is a stab wound in my soul, leaking out who i am and why i exist until i am nothing but a shell of my former self. a shadow of my immage that once was. crule life takes its cold hard hands and strangles the life out of you. i am but a puppet and life the master, pulling on my emotions as if strings to my heart.
life is a mystery that we try and understand, but it is only an illusion of wich we cannot comprehend. life can be a dream or a night mare, but in the end either way you wake up, some sooner then others. we dream , wake up, and dream again, it is the circle of the way of life. out lives have no meaning, we have many questions but no way to answer them. thus concluding, THE EMPTY FEELING!
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