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Keeping me in its vice-grip hold;
Even though the day is so bright and sunny
Everything just feels so hard and cold.

There’s something I want to do
I can’t put my finger on it
I’ve tried so many different things
But it seems that they just don’t fit.

I even tried to draw today
But as my pencil touched the paper
My wishes flew away;
The constant stream of thoughts seemed to taper.

My earlier attempts to write were just as bad
All I got were scattered bits of sound
The words were nothing for they had no meaning;
I put down my pencil and pushed it around.

I have an idea why I’m so overcome;
So much fear and anxiety
And I think in almost any other case
This would become some twisted piety.

I’m scared that I’m failing
In all the things others see in me
I see myself just falling away
And hiding where I can be free.

I drown myself in stupid things
Blasting my ears with music, my eyes with games
Temporary, I know, but fun while they last,
And things like rhyming games with names like James.

I hate the responsibility of being me
I can almost say I’m sick of myself.
I’m not quite sure who I’d rather be
All I know is that it’s someone else. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 48 [informant] => ChibiMiroku [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Wanna Get Away?

Contributed by ChibiMiroku on Thursday, 20th October 2005 @ 07:09:34 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I have a kind of mental block
Keeping me in its vice-grip hold;
Even though the day is so bright and sunny
Everything just feels so hard and cold.

There’s something I want to do
I can’t put my finger on it
I’ve tried so many different things
But it seems that they just don’t fit.

I even tried to draw today
But as my pencil touched the paper
My wishes flew away;
The constant stream of thoughts seemed to taper.

My earlier attempts to write were just as bad
All I got were scattered bits of sound
The words were nothing for they had no meaning;
I put down my pencil and pushed it around.

I have an idea why I’m so overcome;
So much fear and anxiety
And I think in almost any other case
This would become some twisted piety.

I’m scared that I’m failing
In all the things others see in me
I see myself just falling away
And hiding where I can be free.

I drown myself in stupid things
Blasting my ears with music, my eyes with games
Temporary, I know, but fun while they last,
And things like rhyming games with names like James.

I hate the responsibility of being me
I can almost say I’m sick of myself.
I’m not quite sure who I’d rather be
All I know is that it’s someone else.

Copyright Â© ChibiMiroku ... [ 2005-10-20 19:09:34]
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Re: Wanna Get Away? (User Rating: 1 )
by Mild_Tempest on Thursday, 20th October 2005 @ 09:52:19 PM AEST
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Greatly expressed, it's like me... I've always wanted to be someone else, someone better, someone who could do things correctly. Or someone who had a happier life. But I learned that's something I can't change, only work towards. :)
-Will

Re: Wanna Get Away? (User Rating: 1 )
by twobabies on Thursday, 20th October 2005 @ 09:56:48 PM AEST
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I know how you feel, especially in the last stanza. I thought it was expressed wonderfully. thanks for sharing.

Re: Wanna Get Away? (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Friday, 28th October 2005 @ 12:53:47 AM AEST
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It's like you read my mind. A very well detailed poem expressed so well. I like the way that you are able to express yourself so well. Chin up my friend, so much of us can relate to ur poem.
*hugs*
Sue

Re: Wanna Get Away? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 7th March 2006 @ 11:53:21 AM AEST
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Oh, man. I relate to a lot of the feelings expressed here, especially the idea of hiding where you can be free. Sometimes, when I am alone, I feel the most free. I give you props.

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