#1
Tiny bit of backstory, I used to write tonnes, had them all on my harddrive then that corrupt and I lost 150+ poems, 50+ short stories and a few songs, which led to me really feeling uninspired, this is my first effort after a fair few months of dejected inability to write...


As I walk towards the future,
I am thrown into my past,
Like a pit of savage lions that are hungry from the fast,
Searching for a home,
In the searing floods of rain,
Without a place to sleep and no comfort for the pain.

They say home is where the heart is,
But by this I’m disadvantaged,
For any heart I may have had has all but fully vanished,
So it seems that I am homeless,
Or just hopeless, without luck,
And no matter where I search I will never find true love.

A nomad of emotions,
An empty shell of sorts,
Desperate for attention and protection from the storm,
Forever running forwards,
But I'm always looking back,
A constant mask of fear that I know will never crack.


Any opinions welcome, gimme what ya got!
#2
I like it. I personally dont like the ending of the second verse but i think the 3rd verse makes up for it!

A nomad of emotions,
An empty shell of sorts

that i liked alot, seem to just roll off the tounge.

good job!
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#3
Aye I'm tempted to change the end of the second verse, might just be me but it feels immature among the rest of it...
#4
Quote by tushmeister
Aye I'm tempted to change the end of the second verse, might just be me but it feels immature among the rest of it...


Yeah it does. And it also does flow aswell as it possibly could.
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