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How I feel bout my home

Madness, anger, fear, depression

Tears

Running down my face

one by one

No one careing

No happiness

No joy

No laughter

Only silence

Never feeling happy

Only depression

Staring at the walls for hours

Never thinking

Never Stopping

Fear

Thoughts of suicide

Temptation

anger takes over

Overwhelmes me

I want this to end

I can't take it anymore

My home

my world

Is my own personal hell

I'm being torn

One piece at a time

no mercy

only pain

When will it end?

or will it even?

im trapped

in my little bubble

no way to escape

reaching out

but never heard

its to late

the damage has been down

I must pop the bubble

Reviews

[ebur™]

I really like this poem, it was kind of fast, like the way you wrote it [with it being choppy] emphasized the whole poem and kept me sucked in. I liked that style in which you wrote in. Also, I think alot of people can relate to this subject, so that makes it even better. Love the ending as well. Great job :)

[Jeff Loquist]

A very easy read for a very hard subject. This poem moves quickly and builds til the bubble is ready to pop.