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My Confession.

Contributed by deathdrop on Friday, 27th February 2004 @ 06:24:37 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



the wind makes me shiver and freeze,
as i leave the house and walk down the street,
my thought is controlled by numbness and pain,
i have to leave my home before i go insane!
i walk to my spot, silenced with only nature,
and slit again because i'm a failure,
and when i'm finished i sit there crying,
i feel so worthless i can't help but think of dying.
i go over in my head of where i went wrong,
unsure of why i've been soo unhappy for soo long,
this world does suck! we all know it's true,
but what i can't understand is how people get through,
how can people walk around with a smile on their face?
like they've never been pulled down, or never been chased?
but then i go quick out of that world and pushed into another,
someone i know's in hospital so i must be strong for my mother!
and then inside i'm tipping and feeling cold and low,
the pain inside is gripping soo tight and won't let go.
so i need to get rid of the feeling under my skin!
and i'll be honest here that this was my sin
i went up to the church but still felt grim!
so i leaned against the wall,
and self-harmed again...




Copyright © deathdrop ... [ 2004-02-27 06:24:37]
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Re: My Confession. (User Rating: 1 )
by faithmairee on Friday, 27th February 2004 @ 07:27:13 AM AEST
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life is hard...you can be sure it isn't fair as well...but there is nothing on this earth worth hurting yourself over...i can really relate to you in this poem...how do people go on...my writing has been my salvation...now no matter what life sends me, in the back of my mind i'm always thinking "there must be a poem in here somewhere"...

God bless...and keep writing!

Faith


Re: My Confession. (User Rating: 1 )
by Nessa_Lee on Friday, 27th February 2004 @ 10:54:23 AM AEST
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I understand you completely in this poem. I've been there too. I'm not really sure what keeps me going, except maybe the love of my boyfriend. He's been there for me for everything. I'm sure theres someone who will be there for you too, and they love you just as well. Keep on writting, and keep your head up high!


Re: My Confession. (User Rating: 1 )
by doug on Saturday, 28th February 2004 @ 12:35:16 AM AEST
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ive tried before to kill myself and i dont know how i still smile but i do and i hope you will be able to again someday your friend doug




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