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This Life

Contributed by MickeyPigKnuckles on Wednesday, 22nd September 2004 @ 11:12:20 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

SultryRose's Signatures

This Life

I sit down and take a deep look inside
Pondering over the things for so long I hide
There are so many things that I really hate
Hurtfully I cry and I sit and I wait
Waiting for the day when this pain will end
Waiting for the day of this downward trend
I take another look deep into my soul
And all I see there is a deep dark hole
I feel my tears flowing once again
Waiting for the day when this pain will end
This is for real, its not a bluff
I put my trust in this bottle of stuff
I feel it happening, a darkness coming over me
Could it really be? Am I finally free?
I feel myself leaving, leaving this place
My living in This Life was just a waste
Everything I did was terribly unreal
I should have listened that God is real
I should have heard the love and seen the signs
I should have followed God’s great design
But in my life there was no room
Now my destiny, is nothing but doom
The life I lived was nothing but Hell!
If only I knew God, I might not have fell!!!!!

By James L. McHenry

Copyright ©2004 James L. McHenry

Copyright ©2004 By Mickey Pig Knuckles

© 2004 Mickey Pig Knuckles (All rights reserved)

Copyright Â© MickeyPigKnuckles ... [ 2004-09-22 11:12:20]
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Re: This Life (User Rating: 1 )
by lovesucks on Wednesday, 22nd September 2004 @ 02:11:45 PM AEST
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I really felt this poem, I loved it from start to finish I once felt this way and somehow was saved read Within Us All it is on my homepage there are lots of others that are very similar to this take it look they may help you as yours helped me.
Thank you and keep up the good work
Theresa

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