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confusion
Contributed by
m_p_w777
on
Thursday, 6th October 2005 @ 06:23:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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the past has come to get me
i wish it away with all my might
but without any help
i fear it is the end of everything
i try so hard but not hard enough
i have a problem that i cant handle
im lost with it but lost without it
nothing but raw emotion
pours into this and my mind wanders
drugs have goten to me
the booze kills me ever so slowly
i need help but not willing to accept it
i thought of suicide but i've heard "no"
not only from me but from others
im a slacker and nothing more
i try to be funny to hide the confusion
but i cant do it much longer
life is getting better but not fast enough
this makes no sense to you
but why does it need to?
i make my decisions not you
i always turn on the ones i love
never because i want to
but because i have to
i push people away to make myself feel better
i know its wrong but i cant help it
i write as if im lost but i know who i am
i am a survivor plain and simple
i want to end it all but i fear the future
with her and with myself
i have nothing and everything
im an empty vessle ready for something new
if i knew more about me things would change
but im lost in myself with no way out
things are bad there's no doubt
i get lost in my thoughts
without help im confused and too stuburn
too stuburn to accept help from people
from people who could help me
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Re: confusion
(User Rating: 1 ) by ArsenicMyst on
Saturday, 8th October 2005 @ 07:03:37 PM AEST (User
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very well done and emotional ...
you cover all the bases of frustration and denial
who can really know how you feel? ...
ironically, one is not that unique ...
it is the feeling of hopelessness that makes one feel unique
in the end ... its all a matter of choices
and the self-enabling of personal will & power to make the right choices ...
i couldnt ignore or not commenting on this powerful poem
·.¸¸.*Arsenic
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