My Story

As I turn the page of my life story I cant help but look back, To memories long lost and buried In my brain like Tack's. I turn the page again to see Who i used to be, A loving, Little, Wild me When I was still free. I read my way through painful trail's Thats when I start to feel, That my life turned into prison I held this inner hell. The next chapter begins the same as the last Life has now become a chore, That's no way to look back It feels like someone closed my door. A few more pages down the drain Surounded by the darkness, Life is one unlawful game I feel the world now equals pain. Now im here, as far as written Empty, Hurt, and Forbidden, I am sick with peace starvation Thinking death is Salvation.

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Erika Raiken

Date: 7/26/2011 8:19:00 AM

Dylan, this is a beautiful piece of work. It flows in a lovely mannor, and tells a sad story similar to my own. I hope things have improved for you.

Honesty Oimbo

Date: 2/11/2011 10:13:00 PM

i really love the style by which you tell your story but don't think about your last line please, because they say you must never say die

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 1/28/2011 8:38:00 PM

a good flow of rhyme, deep write, enjoyed reading this one Dylan,..p.d.

Audrey Haick

Date: 1/23/2011 9:57:00 PM

Dylan, wonderful poetry even though it makes me sad..if this is reality for you, then I pray that don't give up and don't give in to it. Stay strong because you're worth more than the darkness, the errors, everything that's holding you back from attaining peace...forgive yourself first and don't look back except to see where and how you stumbled and decide how to go from there, my friend...we are all struggling, daily so don't feel alone! God bless. Always, Annalise