malade

malade

A Poem by Scout

How much more can I take of this misery

of you not knowing me

of me not knowing you

this misery i can not bare

of knowing you don't care

what horrible misery is this

these pains i suffer everyday

the stress i take in every way

who gives me this misery

the boy who makes the room light up

the future that comes so fast

why do i suffer so much misery

does no one love me

i feel no joy

i see no smile

i taste no sweetness

the bitterness fills up my heart

who can i love

who will love me

© 2009 Scout


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Added on September 29, 2009

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Scout
Scout

Mesa, AZ



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I love writing and reading. It is the best feeling to sit down and write out your feelings in poetry, or imagine a dream world and write a novel. I can not imagine not writing ever, it is like my oxyg.. more..