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[sid] => 21700
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Good Night
[time] => 2003-08-10 11:05:00
[hometext] => I don't know if i should have put this under Emotional or Suicide poetry, but o well, make up ur own mind. leave commentz!!!
[bodytext] => Is this insanity? I just don’t know, am I crazy? I can’t figure out what’s going on inside of me I don’t know what to do, who to trust, what to believe No one has noticed it yet But I feel it inside I’m not right in the head How much longer can I hide? I’m seeing people I used to know I have cuts all over my wrists I’ve heard voices of people dying What could be causing this? Why am I so screwed up in the head What’s driving me insane? Why can no one see it? Would they even believe it? Why am I held by such discreet chains? I can’t concentrate on anything I can barely get out one sentence Why do I keep seeing shadows in the corner of my eye And why can’t I confess this? Why can’t I think straight Everything is just empty Why does my head always hurt so bad Why am I so freakin crazy? Why do my hands start to shake? Why does my anger rise so severely? I have no reason to be angry Why do I feel I’m about to break? Why do I have to concentrate to breathe? Why do I get urges to do horrible things Things no normal person could do. Why do I dream of death, insanity, torture Why do I feel that my lies are really true? Why am I attracted To the darkness of the night? Why do I think of bloodshed Of power and sacrifice? Why do waves of sadness wash over me Taking over my heart, soul, and mind? Why do I feel there’s nothing left? Why do I think of suicide? Why do tears come to my eyes When I have nothing to cry about? Why can I not move when I try Why do I want to run, scream and shout? Why am I so tired When I’ve slept for days? Why is my body, spirit and mind so exhausted I’m too tired to even pray. I don’t want to be like this I seem like a hopeless case I had plans for a life of wonder Will they never take place? I wonder again is this insanity? Does my brain just not work right? The cold steel blade touches my wrist Life is to much, I couldn’t figure it out Good night. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 48 [informant] => blackfire9786 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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