I wrote this sonnet. And I want opinions. Like? No like? let me know. please. And do you get the message I am saying?
I have been running from shadows of night,
In long winded bursts, attempting to hide,
From all they bring with them in darkened sight
But my faith dies and they come to my side.
I fear them in their black, cold, smelling scent
Reaching for me with their dark, slender face
Wanting me to return to the black vent
Becoming them, to succumb without grace.
As I pass in age, they will follow me
Gliding behind, touches outstretched in dark
Making me glance back, to constantly see,
Shadows watching me fail, and miss my mark.
There is no turning back, to see the past,
Running to escape shadows that are cast.
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2 comments:
I think its very good hun...sad, but still good. keeps up the good work babe. Love ya, matt
*smiles* perfect. you found a great way to express what i've been feeling for the last 2 months
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