I Can Strike You Down Like A Thunderbolt..
Love can hurt,Like a broken blister,
It can strike,
You down,
Like a thunderbolt.
Hate can surge,
Franticly,
Through the blood,
Of the receiver.
I begin to loosen,
My take on the world,
I begin to drink enough,
To fill my body.
Hope bounces off me,
But it never stops,
And it never,
Takes notice.
So I sit,
In a room full of flies,
And I write,
Down my feelings,
On a ragged piece of paper,
I pour my heart out,
But no one is there,
To read.
But I start to feel,
A pulse of hope,
Just a slender,
Spark.
So I crack out of my shell,
Like a bird hatching,
From an egg,
To see the world..
Poetry by MusicMyLife
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Written on 2011-07-03 at 18:21
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