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Your Way
Contributed by
sprinter27
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Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 10:01:45 PM in AEST
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How do you do it?
How do you know what to do
When I act like this?
You make me want to tell you
You just have a way
At handling me
What it is -- I can’t say,
But you won’t let me be
When I yell at you to get away
You just step back and say, ‘I’m here
for you if you need me, but nothing I’ll say’
It’s like me being alone is something you fear
I glare at you and swear in my head,
But I guess you don’t want me feeling shunned
Then at night, you call me, ‘Go to bed’
It’s like you knew I was reaching for the gun
When I yell and say I don’t want to talk
You just say, ‘All right, you just need some time,
But let me know how you feel after I take a walk’
And you walk away and soon I’m at your side
‘Why do you do that?!’ I yell at you
You smile at me, ‘What? Walk away?’
You stop walking and I stop, too
‘Yes—you just walk away!’ I say
‘But you said you didn’t want to talk to me’
I feel my teeth grit together and grow quiet
I’m used to my friends bothering me not to be
the way I am, that’s what helps me be silent
You start to walk, but then stop and turn to me
You come to me and reach out to take my hand
‘Come and take a walk with me and you’ll see
that talking with others really isn’t that bad.’
I yank my hand away from you
And I turn and start sprinting away,
I almost slipped and did what you said to do
I hate how you always know what to say
As I run, I find a place where I can hide
I sit by myself for 5 minutes and then 5 more
And then I hear a noise and you’re at my side
I can tell by your face you won’t give up in our war
I feel tears threatening to flow
I clench my fists, ‘Get away from me’
You look into my eyes, ‘No,
I absolutely refuse to just get up and leave’
You sit next to me and don’t say anything more
I can’t stand the silence and you know it
You know that silence makes me weak and sore
In silence I grow weary and want to throw a fit
Now it seems easy to talk about my feelings
Seems easy to tell you how I want to pick up the knife
Seems easy to tell you I’m way past healing
Seems easy to tell you that I just want to end my life
But I can’t talk to you, can’t let it out
I stand up and walk past you
I’m meant to live life in anger and doubt
But as always, you know what to do
‘Running away won’t solve anything.’
I clench my fists and turn back
You know how to stop me and I want to scream
You walk to me and now it’s words I lack
‘You should talk from your heart.
Shutting off from people that care
About you really isn’t that smart.
Anything that you feel, I want to share.’
Again, the tears want to come and flow
You don’t bug me like the others do
You know that if my feelings are to show,
You have to not annoy me to talk to you
You just have a way
At handling me
What it is -- I can’t say,
But you won’t let me be
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sprinter27
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2005-08-13 22:01:45]
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Re: Your Way
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by Bones on
Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 10:07:15 PM AEST
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Very nice poem, I like the way you presented the problem. I wish I had advice for someone such as this...but I do not. Seems insanity gets us all.
Peace,
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Re: Your Way
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by colinbaker62 on
Sunday, 14th August 2005 @ 06:38:43 PM AEST
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Very interesting piece of writing sprinter27. It may be a problem to you, but at least you understand this and moreover, can articulate your thoughts very clearly.
Good on you !
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