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The Meaning.
Contributed by
ham323
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Wednesday, 21st June 2006 @ 01:52:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Where’s the sympathy in this unexplainable minute, Where we should just be and didn’t.
Could you just stop and stay with me, Where we can live on loving endlessly.
But the laws laid down spoke authority into us, My hopeless dreams.. painted so flawless.
In your words.. which I’ll never get to hear, All was gone in such a small tear.
My eyes burn and yet I cant stop, As if it were the game of my life.. Bleeding on the blacktop.
I’ll never understand why, And yet I’ll never stop searching.. To hear your cry.
When all I can do is imagine a figure beside me, On this man-made throne with no mercy.
Shall I suffer the same fate of my mothers past, To walk her painstaking steps until I take my last.
What a horrible image that should never be true, But it seems as though that’s all there is to do.
Must I back into this corner and let my sanity slip away, Or will you come to save my day.
The obvious is hard to avoid these years, So much has been shown to these eyes with so many fears.
Can I wash away the truth one last time, Start over.. Another lie will be just fine.
And if it ends in a similar pattern, I’ll repeat it again.. Until I finally learn.
Learning is never an easy task, These lies carry a heavy mask.
I don’t want to be another dead number on a box, The steps mean something on these sidewalks.
A wasted life indeed, More to come and they will all bleed.
For no reason at all to exist no more, I cant help but to beg that there’s a reason in store.
But I feel nothing is the explanation, Useless rhymes.. Wasted education.
On a world with no meaning, No reason why I’m screaming.
And love is so complicated, Whose to say you’re love is fake and overrated.
I’m not sure if I should believe there’s something more, I only feel when my heart is sore.
Make their meaning to this all, This shouldn’t be a wasted call.
Why must I feel this way all day long, My eyes are weary.. I just want to belong.
To something important in this race, Not another useless matter of space.
And I wont allow myself to be another coin, You spend just to feel something when we join.
Maybe I’ll just let it all go, I have nothing worth.. Wanting to show.
Take advantage of me and suck me dry, I wont fight it anymore.. I simply wish to die.
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ham323
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2006-06-21 13:52:48]
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Re: The Meaning.
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by candysears on
Wednesday, 21st June 2006 @ 02:29:37 PM AEST
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Very good write..But sad...
Life gets better...
God Bless! |
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Re: The Meaning.
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by lillyjane on
Thursday, 29th June 2006 @ 05:28:42 AM AEST
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| I CAN UNDERSTAND YOUR FEELINGS BUT YOU HAVE TO KEEP GOING LEARNING BY EACH MISTAKE TILL THINGS GET BETTER, ONLY YOU CAN DO IT FOR YOURSELF, BRILLIANT POEM.XXX |
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Re: The Meaning.
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 20th July 2006 @ 09:14:07 PM AEST
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whew such a blend of mixed and powerful emotion, a cauldron of pain the hurt reaches out from the heart. nicely done though.
Ben |
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