06-09-2016, 04:13 AM
Really like what your trying to say here, and the way it comes across. I agree with the posters above in the sense that it is not very poetic, but I think it has to potential to be an awesome poem.
I keep walking until I feel numb
not aware of the world around me, or even myself
I can’t feel anything or maybe I just don’t want to,
because if I do it would make all of this real
It would make you real
it would make us real
and it would make you leaving real
Walking numb on broken paths,
blinded to the world and myself.
Emotions, unwanted.
When you eyes no longer look back.
Reality was us.
Now your gone.
This might not be the must poetic of paraphrasing but the point is everything that your saying can take shape into a beautiful piece.
Thanks much for the post!
I keep walking until I feel numb
not aware of the world around me, or even myself
I can’t feel anything or maybe I just don’t want to,
because if I do it would make all of this real
It would make you real
it would make us real
and it would make you leaving real
Walking numb on broken paths,
blinded to the world and myself.
Emotions, unwanted.
When you eyes no longer look back.
Reality was us.
Now your gone.
This might not be the must poetic of paraphrasing but the point is everything that your saying can take shape into a beautiful piece.
Thanks much for the post!
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx

