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Blocked Roads.

Contributed by deathdrop on Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 07:24:00 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



I can’t get,
Rid of this pain.
I’m bored of telling my-self,
That it will all be OK.
When I close my eyes,
I see it all again.
I don’t know why I still live,
I am burned inside my stain.

They said they’d help,
I bet they won’t!
I bet they’ll just leave me,
In the deep end to float,
But the thing is I can’t,
Because I’m being pulled down,
I’m drowning inside,
Seeing things around.
I can’t live like this,
Because I live inside my head.
I’m so scared of living,
But I don’t want to end up DEAD!!

I don’t know who to trust,
And don’t know where to go.
All my good roads are gone,
Or blocked by the snow!
I feel so cold!
But I don’t know where to go!!
I feel so alone.
Like a dead animal on the road…




Copyright © deathdrop ... [ 2004-06-12 07:24:00]
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Re: Blocked Roads. (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 10:31:08 AM AEST
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Sorry for your pain. but you have written about it with such great talent :)

takecare

Pixie xx


Re: Blocked Roads. (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 11:33:58 AM AEST
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I hope you get better soon, your poem is good and reminds me of a song by one of my favorite singers who just passed away recently: Ray Charles wrote a song called "Lonely Avenue". The first verse goes like this:

"Oh my room has got two windows
but the sun shall never come through
cause I'm awfly down and dreary
since I broke up baby with you...
...I could cry, I could cry, I could cry
I could die, I could die, I could die
cause I live on lonely avenue
lonely avenue"




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