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Array ( [sid] => 108571 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => i died the day i became religious [time] => 2005-10-27 10:54:06 [hometext] => i made my choices... consequences always follow... i should have known that... [bodytext] => the excuses we make
are the reasons we live for
because we dont want to admit
the real life we live

i learned this from experiance

i lied to the ones i love
i lied to the ones i dont
i lied to the ones i trusted
and i lied to the one called me

i hate to look back at the changes ive made
//not because of the change//
but because of the disgrace i am to them

i look around and see
all these happy people
i ask myself
''why cant i be like that''
then i realize
i am

depression is a mind game
we role the dice
and select our own pawns
we choose our happiness
and i have chosen mine

why did i make the choice i did

i have everything i need
and yet
i loathe the misery i live in

this is not what true happiness is
sorrow has enveloped my true feelings
and sadly
without reason

save me father
save me now
i need to live the life i promised you
i need to feel the way i felt
when i chose the right things

i do not have a map to this lonely world
but i do have you
guiding me
leading me

what else could i want

you are my escape from the escapes i have chosen

[comments] => 5 [counter] => 306 [topic] => 11 [informant] => abnormalpunk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
i died the day i became religious

Contributed by abnormalpunk on Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 10:54:06 AM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry



the excuses we make
are the reasons we live for
because we dont want to admit
the real life we live

i learned this from experiance

i lied to the ones i love
i lied to the ones i dont
i lied to the ones i trusted
and i lied to the one called me

i hate to look back at the changes ive made
//not because of the change//
but because of the disgrace i am to them

i look around and see
all these happy people
i ask myself
''why cant i be like that''
then i realize
i am

depression is a mind game
we role the dice
and select our own pawns
we choose our happiness
and i have chosen mine

why did i make the choice i did

i have everything i need
and yet
i loathe the misery i live in

this is not what true happiness is
sorrow has enveloped my true feelings
and sadly
without reason

save me father
save me now
i need to live the life i promised you
i need to feel the way i felt
when i chose the right things

i do not have a map to this lonely world
but i do have you
guiding me
leading me

what else could i want

you are my escape from the escapes i have chosen





Copyright © abnormalpunk ... [ 2005-10-27 10:54:06]
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Re: i died the day i became religious (User Rating: 1 )
by enigma on Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 03:32:13 PM AEST
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...you've got a good focus...your first verse had a ring to it I could relate to...

God bless

enigma


Re: i died the day i became religious (User Rating: 1 )
by russ-dawg on Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 04:46:26 PM AEST
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that was awsome "you are my escape from the escapes i have chosen" that is beautiful the whole poem is beautiful but that line that last line just reaches out great work keep it up!



Re: i died the day i became religious (User Rating: 1 )
by ArsenicMyst on Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 06:47:43 PM AEST
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this is a well written honest poem ...
we do need a guiding light when our
vision is blocked by excuses


Arsenic ·.¸·:










Re: i died the day i became religious (User Rating: 1 )
by Elisabeth on Sunday, 30th October 2005 @ 11:49:18 AM AEST
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I loved your poem.


Re: i died the day i became religious (User Rating: 1 )
by shaydie_lady on Sunday, 20th November 2005 @ 03:39:43 PM AEST
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I like your poems, but why are they all about dying? Not all Christians are bad you know, you just got to give them a chance.




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