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[sid] => 111115
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => High Sensativity
[time] => 2005-12-07 20:44:25
[hometext] => I am highly sensative to these pills that are wreaking me.... A battle that is not even being fought!
[bodytext] => --------________--------------- A star in the sky A poem to the dead A tear in the ground Brings this crystal to your eye I feel like I'm old I feel like I'm invalid I feel like I'm sick In a casket so close the lid I feel like I'm done I feel like it's over now I feel but I'm numb Curtain falls while I take a bow and now Substance races through my veins Angels try to soothe my pain High sensitivity Wake up with my head still aching I'm drugged from all the pills I'm taking I don't know my name I don't know if I can make it I don't feel the same My love is dead and I cannot wake it I don't wanna run I don't have a place to run to I don't see the sun I don't understand what I must do Substance races through my veins Angels try to soothe my pain I laugh, my self respect is flaking I hate all the mistakes I'm making My money's running out My shoes are wearing thin Each day I break my back To end where I begin A razor full of blood is dragged across the sky But I don't think I really want to die I'm still afraid of ghosts that can see me They know my thoughts, they read my mind Beside myself I judge my condition I close my eyes but can't go blind I'm feeling all the heat, all the chaos It's gotten underneath my skin So far to go to reach absolution My sanity, my soul runs thin I fell in love, I made that decision On broken hearts I cut myself Despite the pain I maintain my position And leave good will up on the shelf But now I'm stuck... a chain with no linkage A vagrant lover prisoner Suspicious goals distort good intentions Aggressive action batterer Substance races through my veins Angels try to soothe my pain I laugh, my self respect is flaking I hate all the mistakes I'm making High sensitivity [comments] => 3 [counter] => 532 [topic] => 66 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 29 [ratings] => 9 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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