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[sid] => 102882
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Over Punished
[time] => 2005-08-07 04:18:31
[hometext] => when does luck change? Or do some people, like me, just constantly get the worse end of it always? It's like being over punished for all the bad things you've done..even when they're small.
[bodytext] => The insignificance of my place, I sit. I’d died in another’s grace, The contemplation of my darkest pit, I’d cried in such a place. And such a place I was sitting in, I’d never return to there, And such a thought of a terrible sin, I’d always been unfair. Now I look on to emptiness, I’d felt it in my heart, Along with all my nothingness, I’d certainly played my part, Been baring all my scars now, I’d been punished for it all, Wanted to prove it wasn’t fair now, I’d been broken in every fall, I think we’re square, so give me new, I’d been unlucky every time, There’s no more left to see me through, I’d been over blamed with crime, Have mercy, so I can escape this pain, I’d been duped into believing, That I was to blame for such a game, I’d never have thought of playing. You tricked me into seeing lies, I’d thought you were being true, But all you were was my demise, I’d never thought this through, So here I am, insignificant and small, I’d frozen the pain and thoughts away, To avoid more impending falls, I’d wished I could bring back yesterday To have what now is gone. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 61 [informant] => nomie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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