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Living Dead
Contributed by
Cancer
on
Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 06:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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rain pouring down
on me once again
all alone in this Hell
bleeding Nothing
spent so many years
praying i would die
prayers finally answered
sorrow swallowed my mind
no feeling left
no love, no hate
Nothing Left to do
but sit and wait
for my body to join
my rotting brain
to die, to be free
to be rid of this pain
can't survive in a world designed
to destroy me in every way
can't go on living in this world of *****
killing me a little more each day
thoughs became my enemy
before my mind passed away
Nothing but negative ***** all the time
never anything good to say
it's been months, since i have felt
a heartbeat beneath my chest
years since love withered and died
not even tolerance at best
i loathe myself for going on
can't kill myself yet
just not that strong
thinking back
to better days
when i could blame others
for my ***** up ways
but when no one is left
to take the blame
see the cause and effect
are one in the same
fell apart and lost the pieces
only a broken shell remains
shooting myself to pass the time
but, i can't even feel the pain
wish i could say i hate you
but i don't know who you are
it's all my fault, i should be dead by now
can't believe it's gone this far
can't fight anymore, can't even convince
myself that it's all in my head
i slit my wrists, but there's no blood
i am the living dead
i can't die
Copyright ©
Cancer
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2003-01-25 06:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Living Dead
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Sunday, 26th January 2003 @ 12:50:23 AM AEST (User
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Wow... how ppl could read this and not comment on this is beyond me. I loved this it is so emotional and gripping.
'can't kill myself yet
just not that strong'
For some reason I loved those 2 lines, but u ARE strong u are strong because u have continued to fight and hold on. Your poems are awesome.
Bobo (Joel) |
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