LIFES BLACK HOLE

LIFES BLACK HOLE

A Poem by Belinda Rice

                 Life's Black Hole

 

Death is beyond words,

If you do it, it will scar you for life,

Physical scar's are from apin and suffering that only you need to relieve,

Darkness with no light that no one can see,

Cause no one understands but me,

A heart that blooms when you find someone new,

But your scared deep inside that your going to get tangled up in knotts too,

The brain that does not fuction right cause your always in fright,

The mind pulls you away from all the important this,

Almost like life were does it start and were does it begin,

A sad face for witch I always have,

It never goes right or never goes away,

I feel abandoned and always pushed away,

I'm never happy for the things I have,

One day I lose them all and feel so bad,

A smile one my face witch I hardly ever do,

Why try to be happy when you feeling all to blue,

Being happy now wont get me no were but in the black hole too,

My lifes like a flower inside I'm eather dead or alive,

Cause of corse my heart cant seem to decide,

Flowers shrivel and die all the time so do people why do people cry,

These are my eyes staring out in space cause at least I know I have this very special place,

I go into the black hole were I know nothing can go wrong and everything will be hole again and there I can go on.

 

 

                              BY: Belinda Draper

© 2008 Belinda Rice


Author's Note

Belinda Rice
when i was depressed i wrote this

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Belinda Rice
Belinda Rice

Onancock, VA



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