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Life
A mind of art became my mind of release
But the hurt I feel became the beast
My heart caught a breeze of unhealthy weather
A storm that caught led thorn, clipped my feathers
Tears of venom made me see the world for what it is
But if I could take time back, I would erase it
I cry because I don't know what my future holds for me
The tears I form are those that made me empty and energy free
A wirlwind of emotion got me catching dreams
The lights turn out and I hear my deadly screams
Demons in the night haunt my every calculated step
The voices in my head speak to me but those emotions are whats kept violent
Others choose to speak to the world, but I choose to speak to these voices
Because these voices in my head will be kept quiet
And for those who believe in trusting others, to those that become silent
hey michael that was a very well written poem and i love the vast amount of detail and it really gave a depth of emotion the the poem good job dude and keep it up