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Thoughts running through my head
What do I do?
Who do I trust?
I'm such a fool
Hours fly by.
I threw the clock at the wall hours ago
Hoping time would stand still
So I can gather what's left of my heart,
So then I would forget how
I'm wasting my life away.
Lying awake at night thinking about
How to make it through life,
How to live with myself after you.
That's not something easily done
I'm so confused, tired, and scared.
I need answers but
I yet have no questions. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 48 [informant] => MandiLee [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
You

Contributed by MandiLee on Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 03:23:32 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I lay awake at night
Thoughts running through my head
What do I do?
Who do I trust?
I'm such a fool
Hours fly by.
I threw the clock at the wall hours ago
Hoping time would stand still
So I can gather what's left of my heart,
So then I would forget how
I'm wasting my life away.
Lying awake at night thinking about
How to make it through life,
How to live with myself after you.
That's not something easily done
I'm so confused, tired, and scared.
I need answers but
I yet have no questions.




Copyright © MandiLee ... [ 2006-11-24 15:23:32]
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Re: You (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 04:16:58 PM AEST
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Well it certainly sounds like a trauma.
I'm sure it has helped though, putting it down on paper
Good luck

Steve


Re: You (User Rating: 1 )
by EddieDean on Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 04:39:29 PM AEST
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Mandi-

To be hurt by someone you love and trust so much is the worst pain of all. Trust me, I know what you're going through. The pain will subside, just keep wrting it down and it will go away faster. Im here for ya girl, always willing to talk.



Mike




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