Just another lamb who lost her way
staring at the sky as if to say
who am I and where do I belong?
Knowledge needed to know after traveling a path so long
A little innocent lamb so long lost
she longs for faith no matter the cost
praying to the gods hoping the will know
praying only because she has no where else to go
Our poor little lamb with no one left to love
has the soul even whiter then the wings of a dove
Tears leak from her eyes, as she longs for inner peace
only then will the pain in her lonely heart cease
Forced to spend her days dwelling in darkness
as it consumes her she becomes heartless
hiding in the shadows wanting to be alone
wishing she was a goddess, a woman of stone
Cursed with beauty and a body built for sin
walking the streets showing her skin
doing the dirtiest deeds for a bit of money
people laugh at her back, she doesn’t see what’s so funny
She is the lamb that shall never find her way
staring at the sky, nothing left to say
her eyes are dark with no tears left to cry
to emotionally drained to even think to die
staring at the sky as if to say
who am I and where do I belong?
Knowledge needed to know after traveling a path so long
A little innocent lamb so long lost
she longs for faith no matter the cost
praying to the gods hoping the will know
praying only because she has no where else to go
Our poor little lamb with no one left to love
has the soul even whiter then the wings of a dove
Tears leak from her eyes, as she longs for inner peace
only then will the pain in her lonely heart cease
Forced to spend her days dwelling in darkness
as it consumes her she becomes heartless
hiding in the shadows wanting to be alone
wishing she was a goddess, a woman of stone
Cursed with beauty and a body built for sin
walking the streets showing her skin
doing the dirtiest deeds for a bit of money
people laugh at her back, she doesn’t see what’s so funny
She is the lamb that shall never find her way
staring at the sky, nothing left to say
her eyes are dark with no tears left to cry
to emotionally drained to even think to die
So this is a poem I wrote last year. I kind of like it! ^_^ I think it's one of my better structured ones. Free style is WAY easier for obviouse reasons! XD I would appreciate some constructive critisism on this and any other of my writings I put up! Please tell me how I can make it better!! I am really trying to improve my writing style!
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