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her sadness, hopes, fears and dreams.
He pain’s locked away.
What you see is not what it seems.

Words she cannot say
slowly slide down her cheek.
Some are good, some not quite.
Either way she will not speak.

She lives her life
scared of the truth.
She wont ask the questions
that she so desperately wants to.

She’s scared of her own emotions,
but she falls in love so fast.
No one will ever know this,
unless it somehow lasts.

Every single night
she cries herself to sleep.
Singing songs to herself
to escape her reality.

She has to relieve this,
everything going on inside.
With a razor, her feelings calm
and her pain temporarily subsides.

People know this,
her boyfriend and friends.
They all say they’re fearful
that her live, she might end.

She’s lost all hope for her life,
she seems to have no will to live.
She thinks that if she dies today
she would not be missed.

With her plastic smile
she has most people fooled.
Inside she’s falling apart.
Still no one believes she could. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 223 [topic] => 48 [informant] => acidicblasphemy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Ashley: This is Me

Contributed by acidicblasphemy on Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 03:11:20 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

She hides it all;
her sadness, hopes, fears and dreams.
He pain’s locked away.
What you see is not what it seems.

Words she cannot say
slowly slide down her cheek.
Some are good, some not quite.
Either way she will not speak.

She lives her life
scared of the truth.
She wont ask the questions
that she so desperately wants to.

She’s scared of her own emotions,
but she falls in love so fast.
No one will ever know this,
unless it somehow lasts.

Every single night
she cries herself to sleep.
Singing songs to herself
to escape her reality.

She has to relieve this,
everything going on inside.
With a razor, her feelings calm
and her pain temporarily subsides.

People know this,
her boyfriend and friends.
They all say they’re fearful
that her live, she might end.

She’s lost all hope for her life,
she seems to have no will to live.
She thinks that if she dies today
she would not be missed.

With her plastic smile
she has most people fooled.
Inside she’s falling apart.
Still no one believes she could.

Copyright Â© acidicblasphemy ... [ 2005-08-07 03:11:20]
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Re: Ashley: This is Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Jane_Doe on Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 04:54:16 AM AEST
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I believe that you could fall apart and that you already are. But no matter what a ruin your life may seem to you, it can ALWAYS be saved. Find yourself and then try to fix things. It may take a while, but we all have to wait... in the grand scheme of things, that's all we're doing. I can relate to this poem, though I cannot (nor can anyone else) comprehend your personal feelings. I promise you that you would be missed by tons of people if you were to end your life so don't make that kind of selfish choice. Imagine how much worse off those who love you will be if you are gone. Probably worse than you are now.

Great write, stay strong.

Re: Ashley: This is Me (User Rating: 1 )
by bluedragonfly on Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 11:55:16 AM AEST
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Sometimes life is so hard. Some people just give up, I hope u r not one of them. I pray u find peace in your life. Peace be with you always. Lonnie

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