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He's so far away.
Kan't he be near?
I'll always love him.
He kan't be gone.
He's with me.
NOt her.
No.
No.
No.
No.
This isn't happening.
Leave him alone.
He's mine.
Kant he see?
Mine.
Kant she see?
Mine.
He's away.
He left.
There's no time anymore.
I ran out.
Gone.
Gone.
Gone.
Gone.
Now one question remains,
Who did I write this about..?
I dont know.
My heart just started writing.
Why don't I know?
How kan i NOT know?
Is something wrong with me?
Yes.
That's it.
Something's wrong with me.
Or Maybe this is a dream.
Yes.
That's it.
It's a dream.
No.
If it was a dream
I'd be able to escape.
Help.
Yes.
Help.
No.
Don't.
Help.
Don't.
Don't.
Wait yes.
Why did i write that.
Help.
Why kant i escape?
Why do I feel sad.
When i don't know the reason
Why do I feel left out?
Why kan't I escape?
He did.
Why kant i?
Wait.
Who did?
Who?
He left.
Gone.
So why Kant i ?
- by XX_FallenDreamm_XX |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/22/2009 |
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- Title: Gone.
- Artist: XX_FallenDreamm_XX
- Description: I just ... started writing one day and this is what came out. Hope you guys like it:]
- Date: 12/22/2009
- Tags: gone
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Comments (1 Comments)
- maydaymouse - 06/17/2010
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Interesting, it seems that you really wrote what you were feeling. Sometimes it's hard to express it, but you seem to have done well. But, you need to work on capitalizing the "i" so you can be taken more seriously and people don't down-rate you for just that. And it's spelled "can't", make sure you do that and you'll be even better! So, for the overall poem, I'll give you a 4/5.
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