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Contributed by taintedmind on Friday, 21st November 2008 @ 10:44:20 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

im so ***** tired
im tired of fighting
tired of struggling
tired of breathing
tired of my heart beating
tired of life
tired of hate
tired of the pain
tired of attacks
tired of stress
tired of you
im ***** tired of being me
i wish i had a plastic life
something easy and free
biggest fear in my life
running away from everyone seeing me
my breathing starts to shorten
my hearts beats of of control
my eyes swell with tears
im going to lose my soul
no one can help
they either panic or don't give a *****
i am alone
tired of talking to people
tired of hearing its gonna be ok
its not i know it
i've seen it before
felt it
tasted it
breathed it
i can mask it
but my heart is stil crushing
i just sit alone and cry
see my old friend start to shine
the slickness of her
the straightness of her
the sharpness of her edge
oh the beauty
i just stare at her
and dream about her
the reliever
i hear it over and over
the tingles creep
oh my god orgasmic
death
he is "the reliever"
she is "the weapon"
i am the "soldier"
i keep marching
keep running
for everyone but myself
so cold
inside its winter
then i start running
running
running
but never gone
it follows
i need truth
i need it
god im falling
deeper than ever before
running
running
this has no floor
it will just go on and on
i need to stop
but it just keeps going
pain
anger
hope
love
wisdom
death
living
dying
running
sick

just let me see peace.
i need it
i need realese

Copyright © taintedmind ... [ 2008-11-21 10:44:20]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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