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Im a Novice at Breathing My Last Breath

Contributed by SuchGreatHeights on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 06:44:05 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



It would be so incredably eloquent if i could scream at this screen, if i could scream in your face, and maybe the point would be crossed to a point that you would understand. i cant prove anything if i have nothing to prove. my days are spoiled on reading books that are titled "being depressed for dummies", but im passing on the latest movies. no thank you, i enjoy being a failure, no need to bring me up. if i move the only move i could make is to fall flat on my face. again. over and over again. is this real or not? sleeping into a dream that goes by counting the minutes on a clock thats blinking eights. The world wouldnt understand, wouldnt even comprehend me. asked for the time and was rewarded with a voice. glad to know that im invisible but i can still be heard. Im losing control, and poisen is brewing in my bones, i could signal a flare, but people wouldnt notice, S.O.S, 911, On Star, you, your friends, my friends, im sinking into the cold depths with speed and precision, and nothing can stop me or slow me down. i should be grateful, ill thank god for the crevices in my head that are still hidden from demons, and i can pretend everything is ok, even though everything is not. im planning on walking into class, and testing if im still invisible when im covered in blood. its funny how i know its gonna turn out. i cant catch your eyes when your rolling them that fast. im that boy who blocked his own shot. i just want to be missed. but i wont be, cause u cant miss something you never knew, never knew existed. and you laughed, knowing that every word i said came out wrong, and its fun when you point at people's flaws. and i know that your a sucker for acoustic, just not when i play. tell me how vile i already know i am. maybe i can be someone you hate more than yourself. its ironic how when the heart is ripped out, it drags your life with it, the veins and arteries are pulled and tugged and are dragged on the ground as she walked away with my heart, vainly trying to survive, slowly started to wither and die. And all these tears cannot fill this hole, it only erodes the edges, and enlarges it. may god help the nice guys, cause the nice guy never gets the girl. im the accident that people hear about but never care for. the victom who people dont give money or love or care to, cause their too busy with their own drama to enter someone else''s. a car wreck would be symbolic, and ironic, god at least give me that, so i can die in style.




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Re: Im a Novice at Breathing My Last Breath (User Rating: 1 )
by youknowwho on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 08:21:24 PM AEST
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very interesting "scribble of thoughts"....nice guys don't always finish last....people will remember you for what you were, so do your best to do something worthwhile while you're here


Re: Im a Novice at Breathing My Last Breath (User Rating: 1 )
by LiquidChaos on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 09:17:32 PM AEST
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Wow. Another awesome write. I love writing like that...just write whatever jumps into your head...a constant stream of consciousness...I love it. You don't like Brand New by any chance do you? Yet another of my favorite bands...anyways...Keep writing, cause you're awesome at it.


Re: Im a Novice at Breathing My Last Breath (User Rating: 1 )
by Living_In_My_Dream on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 11:32:42 PM AEST
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I must agree with the comments before mine you are a very good writer I enjoy reading it...Ill be sure to keep you posted on what I think of your writing...but Ill tell you this...you always get the TRUTH from me...lol so if it isnt what you want to hear then Im sorry please forgive me...but, I dont think you have to worry about it...; )

much love,
Dani


Re: Im a Novice at Breathing My Last Breath (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Monday, 1st November 2004 @ 02:32:14 AM AEST
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wow, i love this... its awesome!!!


Re: Im a Novice at Breathing My Last Breath (User Rating: 1 )
by eyesxcriedxout1989 on Monday, 22nd November 2004 @ 06:42:37 PM AEST
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...I'm speechless that was like you standing right in front of me and yelling in my face...awesome

Mason




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