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WS (June 1,1991 / Richmond hill)


Poem By Wandering Scarlet

When i am not distracted by life,
the distractions we know as joy, happiness,
distractions from reality,
distractions, from pain, and emptiness.
when i sit alone, this is what i feel,
pain burning my soul,
emptiness infesting my spirit,
soon i will be nothing,
blank, a slave to anger and hate
soon i will dread all that surrounds me,
i will seek.......revenge......

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I too know the feelings of empitiness as we all experience it from time to time... Great job, emotion filled and imagery is very good throughout its entirety. Keep up the good work. =Shelley=
I sometimes feel this way thanks for sharing such a wonderful poem
i share the same feelings and i going down the same path. For i to most likely will want revenge. Great poem