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Acceptance.

Contributed by JohnAshleigh on Sunday, 2nd October 2005 @ 05:19:45 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Bottling up the anger, scaffolding the insides of me,
Channelling through my blood, vitrifying these fists.
Tears only travelling once I had gotten home,
I have changed commands, building up these lists.

Word of influence, trying only to settle me again,
Going through my mind, repeating itself in a convolution.
Looking at the floor, obscuring thumb on thumb,
My head filled with bullying memories, pollution.

My heart continues to race, as this fear flows freely,
Trembling, guilty to the additional rope to hang myself.
No religion to seek advice, which path to take?
No control in my mind, decaying my health.

A love full child, still seeking better acceptance,
The world seems to be waiting, until I return again.
I’m broken, ripped apart, stamped on with hidden detail,
I find it hard to hold back, breathe and maintain.

Connecting my bloody knuckles onto this wall,
Splintering my morals, cracking up my aims to dust.
Pushing myself in a room, in a room so black,
I can’t find the way out, no way to return adjust.




Copyright © JohnAshleigh ... [ 2005-10-02 05:19:45]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Acceptance. (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 2nd October 2005 @ 06:34:59 AM AEST
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with medication-n-time u can find a happy median. I know from experience.
Hang tuff, don't give up.
huggs, luv, prayer,
emy
Great writing!


Re: Acceptance. (User Rating: 1 )
by guiltycircles on Sunday, 2nd October 2005 @ 06:46:19 AM AEST
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this is really awesome...


Re: Acceptance. (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Sunday, 2nd October 2005 @ 09:43:42 PM AEST
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Yeah you've described bi-polar disorder so
well here I used to struggle with bi-polar
disorder as well, until God healed me, and
my girlfriend also struggles with this illness
as well. I really like the 3rd and last stanzas
I can really relate to both and it was just an
all around great poem. If you ever want to
talk feel free to PM me or e-mail me at
bobothepimpclown@hotmail.com I have
MSN so add me if you have that.

Bobo (Joel)




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