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Array ( [sid] => 140518 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Help destroyed me [time] => 2008-02-21 07:42:23 [hometext] => Why bi - polars should never be helped [bodytext] => With one word you berate me,
Sedate me,
Simplified to complicate me,
Slick trick,
Quick,
An inpending implosion,
Synaptic erosion of all that i am.
I stop i breathe,
I think hope eternal a dream,
To scream and writhe and waste at what she just said
What has transpired
Idosyncratical desires burn fires,
Fuel my pire with doubt and self hate
It's to late at the gate to start a speight
Of understanding upon my landing,
Bi polar genius
Societies banding
A common denominator,
When your up your down
Sad jokers crown
The clown wears sole frown

Steal my facade
Identi-card
It's too hard for this bard
Complicard
Can i not remit
Admit for glam and of glit
The heights i could hit
As what i was before
Double word score a genius
Defragmented asylum
At least i was high then
Alone inhabitant of swett dreaming island.
Stop but light i see
Tearing unity and vision
My collision of prison
Escapee tortured and twisted
Red viewing eyes
All blistered and misted
Strength comes from numbers
Awoken from slumber
I share all my symptoms
I'm another number

What of me,
Self diatribe and tripe
Don't buy the hype
Stop my guiding light,
Don't follow.
Wait,
All that i was
Is all that i am,
Scram get out desist and deceased
Pain that i felt
Temporaraly leased
I feel fleeced at least,
At least i was someone
My alone was alone,
I share not sentiment
Feelings or tome
I quiblle not of what you stole
That fateful night
Though not your goal,
You took through your aide
That which was me.

Dreams of dying death,
Hatred and pity [comments] => 2 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 43 [informant] => 5minutepoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Help destroyed me

Contributed by 5minutepoet on Thursday, 21st February 2008 @ 07:42:23 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



With one word you berate me,
Sedate me,
Simplified to complicate me,
Slick trick,
Quick,
An inpending implosion,
Synaptic erosion of all that i am.
I stop i breathe,
I think hope eternal a dream,
To scream and writhe and waste at what she just said
What has transpired
Idosyncratical desires burn fires,
Fuel my pire with doubt and self hate
It's to late at the gate to start a speight
Of understanding upon my landing,
Bi polar genius
Societies banding
A common denominator,
When your up your down
Sad jokers crown
The clown wears sole frown

Steal my facade
Identi-card
It's too hard for this bard
Complicard
Can i not remit
Admit for glam and of glit
The heights i could hit
As what i was before
Double word score a genius
Defragmented asylum
At least i was high then
Alone inhabitant of swett dreaming island.
Stop but light i see
Tearing unity and vision
My collision of prison
Escapee tortured and twisted
Red viewing eyes
All blistered and misted
Strength comes from numbers
Awoken from slumber
I share all my symptoms
I'm another number

What of me,
Self diatribe and tripe
Don't buy the hype
Stop my guiding light,
Don't follow.
Wait,
All that i was
Is all that i am,
Scram get out desist and deceased
Pain that i felt
Temporaraly leased
I feel fleeced at least,
At least i was someone
My alone was alone,
I share not sentiment
Feelings or tome
I quiblle not of what you stole
That fateful night
Though not your goal,
You took through your aide
That which was me.

Dreams of dying death,
Hatred and pity




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Re: Help destroyed me (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 21st February 2008 @ 02:04:20 PM AEST
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Amazing writing.
I really don't know how to discribe the feel one gets from this masterpiece of pain.
I can relate to nervous disorder etc.
Life is hard at best but it is worth living.
Ten years ago my nerves were f raw but it was caused from a medical problem callpost menaposal hperprathyroid condition, The Dr's took out the malfuntioning pararthyroid gland then my nerves started healing. Oh it was hell but thank God for getting me thru and now I take meds and at least am happy to still be here.
Now from your dynamic write here I could hear it being rapped. I flows like a roaring river.
keep writing, I write to live.
luv, huggs, prayer, hope, peace, joy,
emy


Re: Help destroyed me (User Rating: 1 )
by BornReckless on Friday, 22nd February 2008 @ 06:25:56 AM AEST
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You slayed this poem! Awesome job. Very very good.




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