Posted February 21, 201312 yr I am sick of trying, Sick of crying. I may be smiling but inside...I'm dying. Dying that I know that love is a lie. Mistaken by one's blind eye. Decayed by saddness through and through. And you expect me to say: "I love you too." Death is my exit, My pal, My friend. Until love is gone. My heart's wound will not mend. Though sometimes I fall, Most times I will stand. I am strong enough not to let love take my hand. I stay quiet even now. And wait for love to pass me. For that beast is so addictive but also so fowl. (Note: I just got really bored.And I just thought of some things I don't hate love so Yeah. Have a nice night/day~BlackKitten) Edited March 11, 201312 yr by BlackKitten
February 21, 201312 yr Pretty good. The first line is pretty good for catching the reader's attention. Overall though nice job.
I am sick of trying, Sick of crying.
I may be smiling but inside...I'm dying.
Dying that I know that love is a lie.
Mistaken by one's blind eye.
Decayed by saddness through and through.
And you expect me to say: "I love you too."
Death is my exit, My pal, My friend.
Until love is gone. My heart's wound will not mend.
Though sometimes I fall, Most times I will stand.
I am strong enough not to let love take my hand.
I stay quiet even now.
And wait for love to pass me.
For that beast is so addictive but also so fowl.
(Note: I just got really bored.And I just thought of some things I don't hate love so Yeah. Have a nice night/day~BlackKitten)
Edited by BlackKitten