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My life is a vale of sorrow, no one stands around me but those lone figures who have always been there. I am surrounded in shadow. Always standing at the gates of hell. Wondering to myself "why do i keep fighting? why do i keep going on?"
My life is a well of misery. No one can fully understand me. No one can fully take the job i must always perform. My life is but a played out tape. I have seen it over and over again. No words ever said to me are true.
No words anyone has ever told me are solid.
Everyone but the other children are mad like wolves. They feed on each other, building chaos like their latest kills. My emotions are a bottomless pit. Because if i ever break down, the entire foundation that the lies have grown dependent on will fail.
Then i will be responsible for causing sadness among other things. What i always must do is clean up the messes of the ones i hate. For no one else can do this no one but me.
My life is a well of misery.
- by OrlaNoracle |
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- | Submitted on 01/14/2009 |
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- Title: The veil of sorrow
- Artist: OrlaNoracle
- Description: I read a lot of books about peoples lives. This poem came to me while reading one of those books in particular, about a boy who's life was really sad. I almost wanted to cry and this came to me. It basically describes how he felt.
- Date: 01/14/2009
- Tags: veil sorrow
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- Tetsudai - 03/17/2009
- If it's about how he felt, maybe he should be the one writing it.
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