blackrose64
06-08-2005, 08:59 PM
Note: This poem was personal, so I actually know what I was going for. It's quite possible that you think it's aweful.
Hollowed eyes look out at a bright world
Birds are chirping
The sun is shining
She’s surrounded by people who love her.
But she doesn’t see a thing.
Inside her mind there’s a world of black
With broken hearts
Shattered dreams
And insults and insecurities
Surrounding her very being.
It’s obvious she’s not happy
From the way she sees
Without really seeing anything at all
She’s a zombie
Numb to the pain inside
Not wanting to feel
Not wanting to see
Not wanting to know.
Maybe ignorance is bliss.
Her friends are ignorant
They don’t notice the pain
They’re happier that way too
Less for them to deal with.
Without her problems
They can live a happy life.
Go about they’re day
With they’re heads up high
Facing what ever comes their way.
But she’s so close to tears
That at any given moment
She’s going to burst.
There’s too much to handle
She just can’t take it anymore.
Hollowed eyes look out at a bright world
Birds are chirping
The sun is shining
She’s surrounded by people who love her.
But she doesn’t see a thing.
Inside her mind there’s a world of black
With broken hearts
Shattered dreams
And insults and insecurities
Surrounding her very being.
It’s obvious she’s not happy
From the way she sees
Without really seeing anything at all
She’s a zombie
Numb to the pain inside
Not wanting to feel
Not wanting to see
Not wanting to know.
Maybe ignorance is bliss.
Her friends are ignorant
They don’t notice the pain
They’re happier that way too
Less for them to deal with.
Without her problems
They can live a happy life.
Go about they’re day
With they’re heads up high
Facing what ever comes their way.
But she’s so close to tears
That at any given moment
She’s going to burst.
There’s too much to handle
She just can’t take it anymore.