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Array ( [sid] => 133196 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Their abusive echoes. [time] => 2007-03-31 17:29:35 [hometext] => please comment. [bodytext] => Their abusive echoes,
Spit acid in my face.
They drain me worthless,
And leave me to break.
I want to be better,
But people criticise me,
They laugh at my positives,
And at my negatives they scream.
They swear at me for trying,
And scream that it’s not good enough.
They are stripping be bare!
I feel like giving up.

I feel like quitting college,
And over dosing of more class A drugs.
I feel like drinking more vodka,
And cutting until I loose too much blood.
I feel like topping myself on pills,
Before jumping off a high building,
I feel like stabbing some one,
Until my fingers loose their feeling!
I feel like punching some one out,
Or just killing myself.
Because I’m not good enough
… And-I-want-out!

… But instead I write a poem,
Or paint until my fingers go numb.
Instead I cry.
Every time I need some one.
Instead I walk away,
When some one love is shouting hate at me,
Instead I slowly die,
Each time I cry myself to sleep.

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Their abusive echoes.

Contributed by deathdrop on Saturday, 31st March 2007 @ 05:29:35 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

Their abusive echoes,
Spit acid in my face.
They drain me worthless,
And leave me to break.
I want to be better,
But people criticise me,
They laugh at my positives,
And at my negatives they scream.
They swear at me for trying,
And scream that it’s not good enough.
They are stripping be bare!
I feel like giving up.

I feel like quitting college,
And over dosing of more class A drugs.
I feel like drinking more vodka,
And cutting until I loose too much blood.
I feel like topping myself on pills,
Before jumping off a high building,
I feel like stabbing some one,
Until my fingers loose their feeling!
I feel like punching some one out,
Or just killing myself.
Because I’m not good enough
… And-I-want-out!

… But instead I write a poem,
Or paint until my fingers go numb.
Instead I cry.
Every time I need some one.
Instead I walk away,
When some one love is shouting hate at me,
Instead I slowly die,
Each time I cry myself to sleep.

Copyright Â© deathdrop ... [ 2007-03-31 17:29:35]
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Re: Their abusive echoes. (User Rating: 1 )
by twick on Sunday, 1st April 2007 @ 05:32:24 AM AEST
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It got much better towards the middle. The beginning just seemed scattered and average. It's a good write though.

Re: Their abusive echoes. (User Rating: 1 )
by bratty_wifey209 on Tuesday, 3rd April 2007 @ 06:02:16 AM AEST
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please never never ever give up.......other peoples opoins do not reflect the wonderful, beatiful, person that you are. you write awesome and you are loved by God thats all that matters.

Re: Their abusive echoes. (User Rating: 1 )
by zenith66 on Thursday, 17th May 2007 @ 09:59:34 AM AEST
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belive me man i no how you feel or felt. im just 18 but i have had times when nothing mattered and i felt the world was against me. dont worry never ever listen too those who critisise you or dont like you they are litterally nothing. fundamentally we are all alone so learn to love yourself, and considering you writing that wont be too hard, and remember you only get one life. try to live it without hate and worry from others thoughts..... great poem too lol c u friend

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