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Decisions
Contributed by
Chamaron
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Wednesday, 8th August 2007 @ 02:55:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Joking about happy pills,
But the truth is I’m scared.
Reading up on side-effects,
Forgetting all the pain I haven’t shared.
I think about my great friends,
Feeling as if I’ve been living two lives.
But is the answer in this bottle,
Something to wash away the lies?
I assure myself it wasn’t that bad,
All those years of pretending.
But really I just can’t see how
This will bring about an ending.
I feel as if this is an admission of guilt,
That I swallow down the weight of fault.
I can’t see how this will help,
That this pain and evil can halt.
I don’t feel capable of deciding,
I’m in desperate need of advice,
That not taking anti-depressants
Simply isn’t worth the price.
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Re: Decisions
(User Rating: 1 ) by fadingaway on
Wednesday, 8th August 2007 @ 03:11:22 PM AEST (User
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I don't know how many times i've crawled into a bottle looking for the help to forget. even just for a couple of min. The only problem is that it's never worked for very long. Very explanative write. Keep hope and keep writing. It seems to help.
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