Falling
My desire is heated, it burns like the sun.
I'm lost in a maze and the battles been won.
My passion is soaked, like a fish in the sea
I'm gasping for air, but who could help me
My life seems to be gone and so is all hope
I'm hanging off a cliff dangling on a broken rope
My mind isn't steady, its standing on end.
I'm tired of this adventure when will the new on begin.
This is my Adrenalin rush pushing me
It flows weird deeper than normally
This rush I can't stand at all
I climb to the top then I fall
But still as I fall there's no fear in my eyes
Still on the inside I hear my screams and cries
Comments
Hey I really like the poem
Hey I really like the poem you have written. When I read this poem it was like I was picturing the poem in my mind as I read it. I especially like the part " My mind isn't ready, its standing on end. I'm tired of this adventure when the new on begin. This is my Adrenalin rush pushing me It flows weird deeper normally....But Still as I fall there's not fear in my eyes Still on the inside I hear my screams and cries. Your poem has a lot of depth in it.
I have a question if you were to draw a picture from or about this poem what would it be? What colors would you chose and why?
KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK...
I like that way your peom is
I like that way your peom is so creative and has many details. My favorit part is where you say: My mind isn't steady, its standing on end. I'm tired of this adventure when will the new on begin.