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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Blight
[time] => 2003-05-10 23:05:00
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[bodytext] => Everyone thinks that I’m alright
But I’m not alright Inside of me rages a war, a giant fight And I fight this fight with all my might I watch the tide of battle shift ever so slight The magnitude of this fight blinds my sight It blinds me like the night so that I can’t find a light to clear my sight To others this confrontation may seem trite But for me it is an enigmatic blight In spite of my right to live and fight It shuts me down, a cage cutting off my flight Like being knocked from the height, from the lofty light My mental state closes about me tight, puts me to a fright The plight is quite a sight, caught no matter how hard I fight The sun, though giving light is never a source of might For it is far too bright Too bright a light for me and the blight The darkness hinders me as much as the light Like I stated before, this is a losing war despite Despite the might of the words I write I can’t seem to fight without an effective light A light that won’t blind my sight yet hurt the blight I will keep up this fight, in spite of the fact that I’m not alright Suicidal urges are against what I fight But I’m losing, losing ever so slight Soon it won’t be slight and it will change wrong to right Wonder if it will overtake me in the night Or will the light enlighten me and give me might to fight the blight [comments] => 0 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 36 [informant] => TundraHydra [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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