Poems from Corrie Pearson

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I've always loved to write, its a therapy form for me and something I hold dearly and could not live without... Most of my poetry tends to be on the darker side though so I am trying to experiment a little and step outside my comfort zone...
Chaos the theme An un-ending dream Nothing is ever what it seems Unable to grasp what the fuck it all means I always wake up Standing in...
A golden ray of sunshine slightly warms my face, Hair damp, matted with a sticky scarlet paste, Eyes wide, silenced, mouth soiled by that...
Evil, dark, cunning, She comes for us running…   Tricky, sly, sneaky, She takes over so fast,   who is she???   Lie, cheat, steal, Never...
Pain like needles,Stabbing, constant, sharp.Mental anguish like a ton of bricks,inside lurking terrorizing me sick.Cuts deep like canyons...
*5-23-2016* Emotions vast as a cloudless sky,Pain crashing in like a tsunami tide,Nowhere to hide,Backed into a corner by feelings I...

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