When I'm Sad

When I'm Sad

A Poem by Xicor

I write when I’m sad

Just few lines scratched

Right down on my notepad

Things that I feel inside

Things that I should have said

 

What can I do if I think so much?

During day or in the silent night

I am fighting my way in my mind

To find out the truth beyond the sight

The truth that’s not ready to unwind

 

My weaknesses spur out in opening

And I’m left restless and bruising

I feel like I am not breathing

When grief takes over me

Leaving me alone in this suffering

 

Sometimes out of my disappointment

Sometimes out of my despair

I will sat down again on my chair

Because I like to write so much

And I write when I’m sad...

© 2011 Xicor


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Me too, :( anyway your poem was great it reminded me alot of myself and of other people, you're practically speaking for other people who write. :D

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Writing is therapeutic...it can tackle the excesses of our emotions, the overflow, if you will, and we get better the more we call upon it!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Also write when you're happy.. try different moods, times, etc.
good work.

Posted 12 Years Ago


"During day or in the silent night I am fighting my way in my mind to find out the truth beyond the sight. The truth that's not ready to unwind," I love those lines, this is a wonderful write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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WOW so sad and tugging, enjoyed.

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Added on August 26, 2011
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Xicor
Xicor

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