Dear World Poem by Rachel Weaver
Dear World
Dear World,
You really never had the chance to know me
You never will get the chance
Because these words they are the last
I never asked to be here
In fact I dont recall asking anything
But maybe I was more humble than I'll ever be
I suppose I could try and say that I loved my life
But you wouldnt believe that if you saw the knives
Maybe I'll tell you a story about when I was a little child
But oh god its been awhile
I might be able to get my point across if I do this simple thing
I could pick up this gun and leave the boom for you to hear ring
Rachel, I do hope you are seeing someone to give you some help. Your poems are dark and either a cry for help or someone who is into a 'poor me' syndrome. Raynette
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4/19/2024 2:40:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the way you put your feelings into words... at one time or another all of the world has felt darkness surrounding them and emptiness touching them inside. each of us have our own private Hell. Just remember this In all this Hell of mine together i will stand alone. where those befor me have crawled and all turned back and ran away. I will still be right here. dont let your memories crush you inside and keep from being all the things that make you who you are. not even the darkest memories can take that away from you.... THe one and only Eli Bang