The Poetry Diary

I have a love of poetry and tend to write it a lot, so I decided to post the ones which i tend to do daily.

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8. 19th May 2015 - Ill

I am not one for little words, 
In fact I am rather loud, 
I could deafen birds, 
And many a crowd. 

But I am in fact ill, 
I cannot see a happy side,
But I'll find a will, 
But not before I've cried.


I do not wish to upset, 
But I wish not feel this way, 
I know I am my own threat,
Cause I cannot keep the knife at bay. 


Clawing my nails into my palm,
Tearing off peels of skin, 
I might feel calm, 
But I have fallen to my own sin. 


I know I will be my own end, 
How I do not know, 
Though this seems difficult to comprehend, 
I will not go out without a show. 

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