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Sadness and Pains

Contributed by kellros on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 02:56:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Life is not worthwhile, what have i done to deserve this?
Is there a greater pain than being alive?
Will this suffering ever come to an end?
or is this life meant to be hell...

Does the shadows not lurk around every corner,
doesn't the clouds cover the earth with a cloak of darkness,
so he will come to wash away all this pain,
droplets of blood falls down from the heaven to cleanse my soul

Blood runs down in rivers, a flowing of pure pain...
exausted i wake everyday, to find the sun shining in my eyes,
i feel the warm temperature of my room and wish i was dead

So many days i thought death would bring me comfort,
so many ways i dreamt of dying,
so many dies i wish i did,
in the end, nothing was left of me, just a broken soul.

A poisened mind, a breath to hard to breathe,
a soul broken, never being able to be mend again.
I don't believe anymore, i don't see the truth anymore,
all i see is lies, pain and deception.




Copyright © kellros ... [ 2004-02-19 14:56:00]
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Re: Sadness and Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by kailadragon on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 03:43:40 PM AEST
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This is a good poem.....i really liked it......i can identify with how you feel......


Re: Sadness and Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 05:19:54 PM AEST
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Life begins with a broken soul. I've been there and lived to tell. Nice work.
Stitch


Re: Sadness and Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by blueheart on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 10:13:59 PM AEST
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Your pain evident in every word. Very expressive write.




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