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Slowly Suffocating Myself.

Contributed by radstraightedge on Wednesday, 22nd February 2006 @ 11:05:20 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

My chest is heavy, there is no room to breath. My lungs are now so tight that it brings me to my knees. The fault of all this, I know lies on me, all I wanted was for them to just simply see. To see how I feel and to know what I mean. But for this to be possible my mind they'd have to read. But if they saw inside, they would be greatly shocked. My mind wouldn't let them in, because somehow it's locked. The person that locked it, I dont even know. But the hate they must have had is easily shown. To be trapped in your mind is a terrible curse, only few things I've experienced have ever been much worse. To be a prisoner of yourself is far from a treat, it makes you throw your hands up in despair and defeat. So the seach is on to find the key, so that I can soon escape myeslf and finally be free.

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Re: Slowly Suffocating Myself. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 23rd February 2006 @ 01:53:39 AM AEST
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an emotive piece. one i can relate to. it is difficult to express one's self at times and isolation is almost inevitable. I like the fashion you have expressed and the rhyme scheme.
nice write.

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