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My world is like spiders on ceilings,
Evil and devoted to eternal saddness.
Feeling alone and never found,
Feeling cold and dead in the mist.
LIfe everlasting is false,
Life is pitiful to my eyes.
What is life, I don't know
God amoung us or to go.
Nothing seems right in the world,
Not a thought, voice, or heart will beat.
No heart will beat the soft song of happiness.
It is the beat of saddness,
Creeping down your spine,
Making u feel hopeless,
Dust in the wind.
My world is eternal
My world is immortal.
Nothing in life seems to fit,
Each piece i put in just crumbles.
Life as we know is fading,
Fading to the darkness.
This world will be my home.
I didn't choose it,
It chose me as its feeder,
It feeds on my sorrow and depression in life.
This is the day when light is lost to all
Light is not in all hearts,
No it is in most hearts.
Mine is in the darkness,
Tied to it by my feelings.
It is like I'm dead,
Dead to the world we know forever.
- Title: My World
- Artist: ilasander
- Description: I was going through a tough time in my life.
- Date: 07/21/2009
- Tags: world
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Comments (3 Comments)
- saiyan2k1 - 07/27/2009
- very cool :p
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- Dream_Exposed - 07/26/2009
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this poem is very deep.I could almost get a clear image of what you must of been feeling at the time you wrote this.
your a good writer XD
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- Diosa de Armarrio - 07/24/2009
- Not too bad. :] 4/5
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