This was brought on by the need for a new style, this is not a style yet tried by me, I hope it fits together and flows okay, it wa a risk stepping out of my comfort zone.
I feel trapped,I cant adapt to being
Stabbed in the back slipping through the cracks.
I feel betrayed, so afraid of being
Accused, hidden, when only you know I didn't.
I feel disguised, I despise being
Covered by a shield, My true self never revealed.
I feel deceit, I'm so incomplete being
Torn apart by you,got a broken heart from you.
I feel cheated, I've been defeated being
Kicked when I'm weak, I can't even speak.
I feel pain,not this again,you're being
Unfair, unaware? No,you know you cause despair.
I feel used, I was confused being
Led in the wrong direction,with no protection.
I feel gone, nobody to lean on being
Told the words I dread,you killed me I'm dead.
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heart... The Poet interprets the sounds, poemizes the feelings and dares to poetize a new
form, and "I feel...Dead” is live! I read it, I feel it, I learn from it, and I say, EUREKA!
A true Poet is commanding the CLASS!
I greet You, Poet Kaci Riann, You are a true picture of real Poet!
Blest be Your heart.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
~*SARAH*~