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Never Hiding From My Head...!
Contributed by
deathdrop
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Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 03:19:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I thought it was going, this darkness left.
Despite my out-bursts of coloured stress.
I thought they were all part of my healing process.
Only, they weren’t, I was just sinking again!
Well here I wake,
Happy to some.
But it’s just a cover,
I’m actually numb.
There’s been too much,
I’ve been forced to take.
Me being suicidal,
Along with my mates…
My mates doing drugs,
Pushed until I broke.
‘Coz Dave LOOKED living-dead,
But he wasn’t! He was stoned.
But it just twisted in my head,
Seeing him like that,
And then he smacked my friend,
So she smacked him back.
So I walked away,
But then realized I’m too stained,
To EVER be o.k.!
Nothing makes much sense,
It’s all blurred inside my head.
What do you expect?
My blood is crimson red.
It releases pain from my head.
I know I’m twisted,
I’m LIVING-DEAD!
I’m too numb to feel!
I’m too dead to heal.
What do you expect?
My cover or me dead?
I think my cover sounds best,
But just except,
I CAN’T HIDE FROM MY HEAD!!
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2004-08-27 15:19:08] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Never Hiding From My Head...!
(User Rating: 1 ) by buchi on
Sunday, 17th October 2004 @ 07:38:26 PM AEST (User
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There is a fidelity and force in this poem... |
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Re: Never Hiding From My Head...!
(User Rating: 1 ) by rubytears on
Tuesday, 19th October 2004 @ 11:00:18 AM AEST (User
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its good yeahmaybe some of it was forced but its good... i think so newayz |
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