I was cleaning my room this morning and found a piece of notebook paper crumpled up and shoved under my bed. Curious, I carefully un-crumpled it realized it was one of my poems that I had written. Considering it's content I must have been really upset. I remember writing it, just not why I did. Still, I think it's pretty. So, here it is:
Pushed away as no one knows
Pushed away where no one goes
Hear me? See me?
What, I beg of you
Lost in what the heart felt
Where in my darkness I go
In my shadow so deep
Pushed away, pushed so deep
Fallen away in my sleep
I fight for you
Vain I am.
Careless as you
Disappear. Fallen. Broken.
Hear my silent cry
Or fall asleep to my non-sweet lullaby
Pushed away as no one knows
Pushed away where no one goes
Hear me? See me?
What, I beg of you
Lost in what the heart felt
Where in my darkness I go
In my shadow so deep
Pushed away, pushed so deep
Fallen away in my sleep
I fight for you
Vain I am.
Careless as you
Disappear. Fallen. Broken.
Hear my silent cry
Or fall asleep to my non-sweet lullaby
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