Current mood: dirty
Category: Writing and Poetry
....i feel so evil
heard my sound
detested
gross my own self out
i know that i am wrong to wish
pain on an innocent
would-be friend
but my hoarsness
softly pains my soul
open.... and nothing
can pass the threshold
i do not speak
he does not move
deliverance
it will never come
my pain will never come undone
no one will ever know the truth
how you feel about me
how i felt about you
~Ashley M. Carter~
heard my sound
detested
gross my own self out
i know that i am wrong to wish
pain on an innocent
would-be friend
but my hoarsness
softly pains my soul
open.... and nothing
can pass the threshold
i do not speak
he does not move
deliverance
it will never come
my pain will never come undone
no one will ever know the truth
how you feel about me
how i felt about you
~Ashley M. Carter~
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