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Array ( [sid] => 101099 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Nothing Is Left [time] => 2005-07-13 15:17:12 [hometext] => [bodytext] => What is the meaning to life,
Meaning to love,
Why do we need meaning to things,
What in this life is meaningless?
Should i lie to them,
Or tell them thr truth,
Do they really need to know.
I wish,
I wish,
I could feel.....something,
Anything.
Tell me, how can i live,
Like this.
Music is......lost.
Films,
Just seem so empty now,
So far away.
I'll give him all my energy and strength that i have left.
But i no i'll see less and less of him.
Till nothing is left in my mind.
But also that i would die young.
I have no money left,
So i feel poor even when it comes to love.
I have people checking on me like a lab rat,
And tip toeing round me unsure what to do or say.
Just so tired,
Staring into empty space.
I push against the walls all the time.
WANT TO LIVE AGAIN SO BADLY.
And everything has been taken out of me.
So here i am,
Folding into myself.

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 429 [topic] => 36 [informant] => harlot20 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

Nothing Is Left

Contributed by harlot20 on Wednesday, 13th July 2005 @ 03:17:12 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

What is the meaning to life,
Meaning to love,
Why do we need meaning to things,
What in this life is meaningless?
Should i lie to them,
Or tell them thr truth,
Do they really need to know.
I wish,
I wish,
I could feel.....something,
Anything.
Tell me, how can i live,
Like this.
Music is......lost.
Films,
Just seem so empty now,
So far away.
I'll give him all my energy and strength that i have left.
But i no i'll see less and less of him.
Till nothing is left in my mind.
But also that i would die young.
I have no money left,
So i feel poor even when it comes to love.
I have people checking on me like a lab rat,
And tip toeing round me unsure what to do or say.
Just so tired,
Staring into empty space.
I push against the walls all the time.
WANT TO LIVE AGAIN SO BADLY.
And everything has been taken out of me.
So here i am,
Folding into myself.

Copyright © harlot20 ... [ 2005-07-13 15:17:12]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Nothing Is Left (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Wednesday, 13th July 2005 @ 06:46:34 PM AEST
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i quite agree with your questions...!
and i am currently feeling the same way as you are, only it isn't over aboy...

... and i, myself, can't make it through... and all i keep on hearing is people telling me how to live my life, when they don't know how hard it is for me... and every time my energy goes into people they don't give it back, and i feel so wasted.

be strong.
you are not alone!

Re: Nothing Is Left (User Rating: 1 )
by n2dep2care on Friday, 27th January 2006 @ 09:50:07 AM AEST
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Wow, how powerful and stunning a write! Your words are blushed with electric emotion. I like this work very much.

Laurie

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