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[title] => It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
[time] => 2004-04-29 02:12:16
[hometext] => Just a collection of thoughts I had today... nothing extravagant...none of it even rhymes, but it's an outpouring of emotions and ideas...and i felt i needed to share it...
[bodytext] => Life is a series of downs
Until your six feet underground
A series of bad days, makes for one big miserable-
Holiday for everyone to mourn.
When no one is willing to be there for you,
Why should you stick around for any of them?
It's a game of chance
Spin the wheel, see where it lands.
But in the game of poker-
You dont win the jackpot until you have a full house
So whats the point?
When you keep getting dealt horrible hands?
I wanna be able to fall backwards
And know someone is going to catch me
But Just once, I want someone else
To fall backwards and hit concrete.
I wish I could breath in something other then pain
Bleed something other then hate
Sleep in something better then loneliness.
So many nights I lay in bed
I drift off to sleep thinking about grabbing the gun
Just to put it under my pillow
So that I know its there.
Continually wishing for those nights
When its under my pillow
That the trigger would slip.
Who's gonna want me?
Thought poets were different
They knew how I felt, but they dont
They hurt and abuse and mistreat
And hate and make you bitter and unhappy.
There is no good anywhere.
I dont have anything to live for.
One big disappointment after another
I hate it, I hate faith, I hate life, I hate friends, I hate family, I hate Love...
Love is everything or nothing
Hands shaking like a double-edged sword
I fear love the most
No matter how much everyone wants it
It does more damage then anything else
And all my chances are fading.
Love is beautiful or bittersweet
Love can make you or break you
It can give you faith or take it all away
I wish it was so easy, I wish someone understood.
I could never live with a guilty consciencous
To know I took away someones ability to breath
To know I deprived them of their only reason to live
I want what nay normal person wants.
I dont want to be like everyone else
I dont want to depend on materialistic things before people
I want pure genuine human contact
But this has all made me anti social.
Scary how ironic it all is.
Something about life that has never made sense to me...
Why do people who want something, always end up last to get it?
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It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
Contributed by
strange_lindsey
on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 02:12:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
hbadday
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Life is a series of downs
Until your six feet underground
A series of bad days, makes for one big miserable-
Holiday for everyone to mourn.
When no one is willing to be there for you,
Why should you stick around for any of them?
It's a game of chance
Spin the wheel, see where it lands.
But in the game of poker-
You dont win the jackpot until you have a full house
So whats the point?
When you keep getting dealt horrible hands?
I wanna be able to fall backwards
And know someone is going to catch me
But Just once, I want someone else
To fall backwards and hit concrete.
I wish I could breath in something other then pain
Bleed something other then hate
Sleep in something better then loneliness.
So many nights I lay in bed
I drift off to sleep thinking about grabbing the gun
Just to put it under my pillow
So that I know its there.
Continually wishing for those nights
When its under my pillow
That the trigger would slip.
Who's gonna want me?
Thought poets were different
They knew how I felt, but they dont
They hurt and abuse and mistreat
And hate and make you bitter and unhappy.
There is no good anywhere.
I dont have anything to live for.
One big disappointment after another
I hate it, I hate faith, I hate life, I hate friends, I hate family, I hate Love...
Love is everything or nothing
Hands shaking like a double-edged sword
I fear love the most
No matter how much everyone wants it
It does more damage then anything else
And all my chances are fading.
Love is beautiful or bittersweet
Love can make you or break you
It can give you faith or take it all away
I wish it was so easy, I wish someone understood.
I could never live with a guilty consciencous
To know I took away someones ability to breath
To know I deprived them of their only reason to live
I want what nay normal person wants.
I dont want to be like everyone else
I dont want to depend on materialistic things before people
I want pure genuine human contact
But this has all made me anti social.
Scary how ironic it all is.
Something about life that has never made sense to me...
Why do people who want something, always end up last to get it?
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strange_lindsey
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by Vitreous_Soul on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 02:21:54 AM AEST
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Technicality means nothing in the face of raw emotion and thoughts captured--and this has it in spades. This is as pure of emotion as i've ever read, and rhymes don't matter...this is a work of emotional art, painted by a beautiful yet troubled mind. Also, i happen to find it all incredibly relatable. I absolutely love it.
Truly,
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by shelby on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 02:26:37 AM AEST
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anything I say here wont put your words and this piece of art to justice this is incredible and I almost feel you have read my mind ..........
Michelle |
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by emystar on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 02:43:06 AM AEST
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This is a very strong write. We all can relate in different ways. You've written your feelings out very well.
We all have our different fears and agonny's.
Very good writing.
luv, huggs,
emy
Hope u feel better now. |
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 05:28:59 AM AEST
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Thankfully, I've never had a day like this - and I hope I never will. This kind of angst-scourge-hate-die-alone? lament makes me appreciate my own blessings all the more.
Unstoppable and wrenching.
Something to think about . . . |
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by lostinmyself on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 12:03:07 PM AEST
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wow, i had a day like this just recently. its good that you're getting your thoughts out. because keeping them locked inside doesnt help at all. i found out the hard way.
i know you wont think i do, but i do know how you feel. thoughts very similar to this always seem to go through my mind. i think what im trying to say is: your not alone, even if it does feel that way. i also know that when people say this to me i do not believe it. so what im saying is, if you do want to chat or anything, pm me, or msn me or something. because it helps to talk.
feel better soon. phil x |
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by bj on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 04:22:02 PM AEST
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| beautifully done..rhymes?..unnecessary..in truth, it would detract from the flow..as an added thought, when i funk out on the system, the question i ask is...why are there more people in the rewards line than in the responsibility line?..yeh, i know how you feel.. |
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 06:34:44 PM AEST
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oooo excellent poem lindsey from title to last line i was captivated, i love your style and expression always, and wow, what a poem, im always here for you, you know, big huggies n' love nessa
@->>->- |
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by mountainhigh on
Thursday, 6th May 2004 @ 11:53:44 AM AEST
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because they that are last....shall be first.
and it is nice to once in a while know there is a net.
Thank you for sharing this one. |
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by TheSchroedmeister on
Saturday, 8th May 2004 @ 10:39:07 PM AEST
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| You know, sometimes I hate the world too. Um..like everyday. This read incensed me...which is a good thing. Thanks for a great read |
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Re: It's The End of The World and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt?
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by MilitaryPrince on
Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 06:22:08 AM AEST
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| This one was definatly a "full house" of poetry, you portray your emotions with such ease here, amazing, truly amazing... |
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